Chapter 1893: Incomparable

“Your plan had many flaws. It was foolish of Christina to use Flora Verba Group’s name to recruit temporary workers!”

Lucian’s eyes were as cold as glaciers, yet fear gnawed at him. The scheme, though riddled with loopholes, prioritized speed. If the hundred thousand sets of goods reached the market, investigating the culprit would be pointless. The company’s reputation would be irreparably damaged, and no amount of explanation could restore trust. Roxanne, as technical director, would be implicated and her reputation sullied.

“I anticipated this day,” Elektra said, her tears finally ceasing. Despair was her deepest sorrow. She felt lost, unsure how to face Lucian, Roxanne, her parents—anyone. A strange calm settled over her. She gazed longingly at Lucian, wanting to memorize his face. “Lucian, please don’t involve my parents or the Lane family. I will bear all consequences.”

Lucian sensed a shift in her tone. He turned to see her sprinting from the room. A terrifying suspicion seized him, and he gave chase. He underestimated her resolve. She felt overwhelmed, believing she’d lost Lucian’s good opinion. He must hate her, she thought bitterly. Only one thought remained: escape this unbearable world.

She rushed into the elevator, heading for the top floor.

“Elektra, stop!” Lucian pursued, moving with incredible speed. But she reached the elevator just as the doors opened. He watched helplessly as it ascended, frantically pressing the button for another elevator.

He reached the rooftop less than fifteen seconds after her. She stood at the railing, poised to fall three hundred meters. Yet, a part of her still yearned for him, hoping he would follow. Relief washed over her as she saw him, and she offered a faint smile.

“Don’t come closer, Lucian! I wronged you and Roxanne. She’s perfect; I can’t compare.”

“Get down from there! Is this how you shoulder responsibility? I won’t let you go to jail, but you must face your mistakes. This is just running away! Do you think death erases everything?”

Lucian approached slowly, his gaze fixed on her, his anger barely contained. He searched for calming words, but his fury burned.

As he neared, she shook her head, offering a miserable smile. “Lucian, I understand. But I finally understand your feelings for me. Sadly, I can no longer be your sister. I want to end it this way. The truth is, I never wanted to be your sister. I’ve always loved you. Christina threatened me, but I still had a choice. I was stubborn and unrepentant.”

Lucian froze, a conflicted expression on his face. He’d sensed her feelings, but Roxanne had captured his heart long ago, even before their marriage.