Chapter 12

I looked at Rita, my gaze clear and cold.

“What makes you so high and mighty? Is it that pig–brain of yours too dense to grasp even Gomoku? Or bragging about scooping up my discarded man like he’s some trophy? Maybe gloating over career crumbs I spat out? And this ‘circle of yours–men and women wallowing in their own filth, rutting like barn animals? Keep your stinking pen locked tight with Julian. I’ll take fresh air over your rot.”

My tone was gentle, my words dripping with venom.

Rita’s face twisted in a furious grimace. She began to rant, “Shut up! I’ll rip your mouth out! I’ll kill you!” Leaping from her chair, she lunged at me.

I stood motionless. As she neared, I forcefully threw the documents in my hand onto her face. She stumbled, bleeding from her nose.

*Handover complete. I wish you luck in destroying the Shaw Corp. With that, I turned and left.

‘Olivia Frost, I won’t let you get away with this!” Clutching her nose, her crazed screams seemed to shake the entire building. No one from the team dared say anything.

I walked out of the office. After a while, my old subordinates cautiously caught me up, their concern and empathy palpable. In Mandy’s hands was a box filled with my trophies, which she had just rescued from the garbage bin despite the pressure.

‘Ms. Frost, let me take these down for you.”

Her gesture warmed my heart; my eyes welled up. Although this was the darkest moment of my life, it wasn’t completely devoid of light.

“Okay.” I smiled, accepting her help.

The team walked me to the elevator; Mandy carried my things downstairs. Before I left, I told her, “Tell everyone to focus on their work. Don’t mess with Miss Crowe. I hope she’ll get bored soon and leave on her own. If any problems arise on the projects under her supervision, report directly to Mr. Shaw. Don’t wait for her to shift the blame; you can’t handle the consequences of issues with projects worth tens of millions. If Mr. Shaw knows it’s her fault, he’ll figure it out.”

‘I will.” I hugged her.“Keep in

reminder of my sadness. Only

was also there. Seeing Rita’s swollen nose, he was

recounted her version of story, exaggerating everything. She claimed she’d offered Olivia coffee, but Olivia had insulted her, called her shameless, and even scolded Julian with offensive

to consult her about work matters, so I didn’t dare talk back. When her verbal abuse wasn’t enough, she hurled the transition files all over my face, then pinned me to the ground and kept hitting

nothing. Caffrey was furious. “Was she

behalf. Olivia’s been having a

upset. “I don’t need your apology! I want Olivia to kneel

icy.“That’s not happening.”

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sister for no reason, shouldn’t she be held

fingers flexed against his palm. After a weighted pause, he replied “If you insist on that path, I can only express regret. Our partnership would collapse, and we’d

Caffrey asted You. You care that much

definitively. She’s my woman. No one touches her.”

go back to his home much anymore. He’s over Olivia isn’t he? So why protect her?

below Olivia in Julian’s heart made her want to slice Olivia’s throat open. But she was even more afraid of Julian being cold to her. She changed her tune. Forget it. Olivia was probably just mad at me.

when did his sister become so

Julian Rita cooed pitifully, “after such unfair treatment, you have to

his eyes

resentment simmering in her gut.

received a call from

from Keller Group is playing golf with Evan Jones. I’ve

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