After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 183

Daphne turned her head, looking at Asher. "Do you need something else?"

Asher asked, "Didn't you say you were here to find a job? What position did you apply for?"

Daphne froze for a moment, her eyes widening. "Is Mr. Blackwood trying to pull some strings behind my back? Your company is so big. Surely it won't stop me from landing a job, right?"

Seeing her tense expression, Asher smirked slightly. "Applying to work at your ex's company? You've got guts."

Pressing her lips together, Daphne replied, "What choice do I have? You know I can't survive in this city. I'm a Queensun University graduate, Asher. With my grades, I could get a job anywhere, but..."

She laughed bitterly as she mentioned it, then added, "It's true I'm the reason you and Elara broke up. But Asher, aren't you just as much the reason I ended up like this? If it weren't for you I wouldn't have offended Elara either." Daphne's long hair hung loose, clearly unkempt, evidence that life hadn't been treating her kindly.

Asher studied her, memories of their college days flashing through his mind: the two of them juggling part-time jobs, talking about their dreams for the future.

Back then, he had declared he would dominate the internet industry, while she had vowed to make her mark in the financial

sector.

Those aspirations had carried them through those hard days, no matter how tough things got. But now, so much had changed. Looking at Daphne now, Asher felt nothing but disdain.

"You could've stayed in Brookfield," he said coldly. "No one would've bothered you there."

"Brookfield?" Daphne echoed. "Why would you think I could make it in Brookfield? That's the Kensington family's territory.

"Their word carries even more weight there. If I can't survive here in Starfield City, what makes you think I could in Brookfield?"

She took a deep breath and continued, "You don't need to ask what position I applied for. I won't come to your company."

Asher watched her pitiful display and replied, "It's just a job. I never said you couldn't have one. You can come."

surprised by his response. "Asher, I..." Her voice softened,

"Don't think I still have feelings for you. I just want to see how pitiful you look groveling in front of me." Daphne gazed at him and simply

getting into his company was already a win for her. She was terrified of being ignored by him. Even if

Daphne. With her Queensun University degree, she could've easily taken on any role. Instead, he assigned her to the reception desk. When Daphne thought about how she'd graduated from Queensun University only to end up as a receptionist, she couldn't help but laugh bitterly to

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longer angry, everything will get better, she reassured herself. With that thought, Daphne settled into her role as a receptionist at Asher's

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afternoon, Elara was still busy in her office. The weekend was just around the corner, and she was looking forward to finally taking a break. With her father and Lysander both away, she was

Lysander, Felicity had made a point of including her in

Elara was now part of the Hawthorne family, she needed to learn to integrate into

rare occurrence, so Elara agreed without hesitation. "Sure, send me the address, and I'll head over when I

popped up on Elara's WhatsApp. Felicity had sent her the

dismissive

to see Asher seeking her out again

been like this, pretending not to care about her while stringing her along just enough to keep hope

Adair smiling briefly before she spotted Elara. Her expression quickly shifted to one of guilt, as though she'd been caught red-handed. Elara ignored them, stepping into the elevator as if she hadn't seen them at

longer skirt today, her slim legs visible beneath the hemline,

the elevator, she turned her head, meeting Asher's

she quickly looked away and pressed the button for her

said,

got off work rather late

to Adair. "Sure," he

what he couldn't have. Compared to Adair, who was always eager to get close to him, Elara's aloofness made her all the more captivating. The less attention she paid him, the more he wished she'd spare