Chapter 468: The Sharp Sound of Shattering Porcelain Echoed Through the Office

The sharp sound of shattering porcelain echoed through the office.

Mason Reed and Julian Cross quickly stepped back as glass shards scattered at their feet.

They exchanged stunned glances.

The bombshell Grant Holloway just dropped was unbelievable.

Connor Hayes would actually sever profitable business ties just to cut Grant off completely?

Everyone knew they'd had a falling out, but their commercial collaborations never stopped.

Investments continued. Profits flowed.

Business was business. What did personal grudges matter?

If it were them, they'd never jeopardize deals even to pursue a woman.

Especially not a shrewd businessman like Connor Hayes.

This time...

No wonder Grant called him love-struck. Even Mason and Julian found it incomprehensible.

Connor gazed at the shattered remains. "What a waste. You still haven't broken that habit of smashing things. Did you do this to Clara Whitmore too?"

Grant's temple throbbed. "What are you implying?"

Connor smirked. "I'm petty. I'm childish. I want a clean break. No grand reasons needed. Just because I feel like it. Got a problem with that?"

"You—"

Grant's jaw clenched, chest heaving with barely contained fury.

Connor arched a brow. "What? Can't bear to lose those projects? That money?"

Grant scoffed. "Spare me the act. Since when does Connor Hayes turn down profits?"

"Of course I love money." Connor shrugged. "But Clara matters more."

Mason and Julian discreetly rubbed their arms.

That was nauseatingly sweet.

Connor continued, "Even if I cut you off completely, she might still reject me. So what?"

"My choices are mine. Her decisions are hers. Ideally both work out. But if not, should I just do nothing?"

"That's the difference between us, Grant. You won't gamble on uncertain outcomes. I'll stake everything."

Grant narrowed his eyes. "Even knowing you'll lose?"

Connor smiled. "There are no sure losses. Only cowards who won't try."

"You're insane!"

"Maybe." Connor chuckled. "But I like it this way."

Grant ground his teeth. "Pursuing Clara doesn't conflict with our partnership."

"It does for me."

Grant's gaze turned icy. "Don't drag me down with your madness."

"Hence this heads-up. Prepare accordingly."

Grant laughed bitterly. "You're literally burning money for fun now."

Connor shrugged. "The sound's nice."

Grant: "..."

Psycho!

He turned to leave.

Connor suddenly said, "I visited Clara's parents in Fairhaven recently."

Grant froze mid-step.