Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

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Chapter 11

“You want Ms. Frost to be his secretary? Have you lost your damn mind?!” someone snapped.

“Ms. Frost’s sharp, young, and has a flawless track record. What CEO in their right mind wouldn’t want her? If she goes to the job market, those headhunters would be all over her.”

I smiled enigmatically. In fact, they underestimated the headhunters‘ efficiency. About ten days ago, before any news of my departure had leaked, some of them had already reached out to ask about my future plans.

The conversation continued.

“Don’t be so short–sighted. This isn’t an ordinary secretary position–it’s the role supporting the CEO of Jones Group! It means access to the top echelon of this city–amazing potential.”

“I know an overseas company where the executive secretary was so capable that she got promoted to VP in a few years. She even ended up marrying the CEO.”

“Hmm, if you put it that way, I kinda wanna apply for the position now.”

“Wait, has anyone actually seen the CEO of Jones Group? What does he look like? Is he even hot?”

“Nope. Only the eldest daughter of the Jones family has made public appearances. The other three siblings are super low–profile.”

The conversation veered off–topic. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Seeing their hopeful anticipation of love, I felt like a cynic who’d lost all faith in love. I was done with love. But I still wanted a career of my own.

I was planning to start my own business, but my network revolved around Julian. Once I was no longer his wife, who would give me a chance? I needed to build my professional credibility.

socialite who frequented the circles of the wealthy and powerful, inquiring about

drifted through the phone.“Asking about another man–aren’t you worried your Julian will

I don’t care.”

“Darling… did

up?” Gloria asked curiously,

said, “So, the rumors are true. After eight years you spent together, he cheated on you.

I need a backup plan. Heard this

straight are you after the man

trust cold hard cash now.”

I’ll make

“Thank you.”

my

up and returned to my desk, the laptop screen glaring back. The search results were meager. “Evan Jones…” I murmured the name, hoping to learn about this cash

each had our own studies, while we were dating, we were inseparable, but later, we became superiors and subordinates, ignoring each other after work.

do you want?” I

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I visit my own wife without

course.” After I leave, he can even sleep here.

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his gaze. He settled onto my chaise lounge.

“Go ahead.”

team.” I’d suspected his polite approach meant trouble, but he still