Chapter 82

Natalia thought she could shrug off the rumors like a light dusting of snow from her shoulders. But the whispers and stores that followed her through the office comidors all afternoon were enough to chill her bones. It was uncomfortable, to say the least.

Hamilton paused mid–stride, arching an eyebrow at her.

“Giselle’s getting the boot.” He promised.

A laugh escaped Natalia’s lips, “Good.”

That must be the biggest concession Hamilton was willing to make. He wouldn’t step forward to squash the rumors himself. After all, by doing so, he’d practically be confirming their relationship to the world.

Of course, that would also mean admitting that the real homewrecker was Eveleen all this long.

And when it came to Eveleen, Hamilton would never act against her.

So, firing Giselle seemed like the best solution; it would shatter the gossip without exposing their relationship.

Just perfect.

By the next morning, word of Giselle’s dismissal spread through the company like wildfire. The tongues that had wagged about Natalia now lay still.

Yet some things, once rooted in the heart, were hard to uproot. Especially for this kind of salacious rumor

Natalia knew that all too well. Though the chatter had ceased, she could still feel the weight of weird glances from her colleagues. But it seemed all she could do was pretend not to

notice.

After the morning meeting, as Natalia was gathering her reports to update Hamilton on their progress, Tess burst in.

“Boss, Giselle’s been canned!” She cried with excitement.

Natalia nodded in acknowledgment, “Yeah, I heard.”

“Now let’s see who dares spread lies about you,” Tess was puffing up with a triumphant air.

“Pfft, Eveleen’s cousin or not, she still got the axe. Boss, I’ve gotta say that Mr. Fowler’s a decent man.”

Natalia couldn’t help but chuckle, “Decent? Remember when he almost fired you?”

out the door and dragged off by security.” Tess shuddered at the thought. “They say Orpheus

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he needs for teen

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at work, yet she wouldn’t have ques

Hamiliars gentility was just a

and grace. But those who

Natalia’s mind suddenly wandered to Hamilton as a child. Back then, he was a

boy into the man he was

not to dwell on them. After all, that man no

picked up the reports from her desk and headed

entering, she placed the documents in front of Harnilton, “Mr. Fowler, I need your signature on these

of handing them back to Natalia, he looked up and asked,

a polite, detached smile, “Much

your health?” he probed

and continued, “Fine

absentmindedly, “Don’t overdo it. Delegate what you can.”

do.” She hesitated before asking, “Anything

silence. “Are you in such

deny it, “I’ve got work to attend to.”

asked, “The class reunion

surprised he

she added, “If you’re busy, Mr.

come.”

Chapter 82

he first offered to accompany her to the reunion,

happened that night, all excitement had drained away. What was the point of bringing him

lingered on her, which was inscrutable. And he finally said, “Since I promised you, I intend

meet someone at the reunion? Don’t worry.

a solid reason to go? Or do you

Natalia replied with a touch of

me otherwise. It’s perfectly normal to bring a boyfriend

sadness gripped her heart. She had never imagined that one day, these terms of endearment would become the last thing she wanted to hear. Words that once

she forced a smile, “Alright. Then, Mr. Fowler, please be sure

on time.”

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