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

Chapter 13

Gloria was already waiting for me. She wore a goose–yellow one–piece sport dress, paired with voluminous way hair that exuded a captivating charm, radiating youthful beauty and allure.

Gloria eyed me critically. “Seriously? You should’ve covered your neck too.”

I’m here to get a job, not get laid I thought my outfit was fine a sky–blue athletic set, a sleek high ponytail, natural makeup–clean, and decent.

“Honey, men are visual creatures.*

“If Evan just wanted a pretty face, the position wouldn’t still be open.”

“Beauty and competence aren’t mutually exclusive. Gloria playfully nudged me. Luckily, I brought an extra outfit. We’re about the same size, so you can wear this one.” Without waiting for my response, she dragged me into the changing room, forcing me to change.

I couldn’t say no. She was doing this for me.

According to Gloria, the outfit instantly transformed me into a seductive bombshell. The white sleeveless crop top and sizzling black pleated mini skirt hugged every curve of my chest, waist, and hips, while my perfectly proportioned legs looked positively hypnotic–captivating enough to utterly bewitch any man’s gaze.

“Oh my god.” Gloria dramatically covered her mouth. Olivia, you’re stunning! Julian is a fool to let you go. How is Rita even comparable?” I conveniently ignored the last part. Looking in the mirror, this outfit… Evan might think I was trying to seduce him.

“Gloria, I think…”

“Shh.” Gloria silenced me, answering a call. “Hello, Mr. Keller. You and Mr. Jones are already there? We’ll be right over.” -I couldn’t suggest changing back. We headed to meet them. On the way, I inquired, “Gloria, have you ever met Evan?”

yes. When I was six, my parents took me to the Jones family for New Year’s. Evan was a little boy then–fair skin, chubby and adorable. But we stopped

ten.”

see…” Fair skin, chubby… The image of

in athletic wear were chatting. I focused on one of them, my pupils widening. The one in a navy blue shirt and camel pants was Mark Keller. Beside him stood a man half a head taller, dressed in pristine white athletic wear. His stature was strikingly elegant–broad shoulders tapered into a narrow waist, his posture as graceful as a crane. When he turned his profile, the interplay of light sculpted his features into a breathtakingly perfect silhouette, as if chiseled by divine artistry… My vision

“Gosh, he’s completely different from when he was little. He’s so

“Crap!”

you’re head–over–heels for Evan, too?”

this world was so small.

Mark waved, his eyes landing on me, full of admiration. Evan’s surprise was fleeting, quickly replaced by indifference.

led me over.

it. Even though my hopes

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Mr. Jones.” Gloria greeted them enthusiastically, introducing me.“This is my best friend, Olivia Frost. She’s a big fan

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see. No wonder you look so unfamiliar. Turns out you’re here for Evan. Bold

not to understand and greeted them.“It’s an honor to meet

trembled slightly… This wasn’t

time?” His gaze fixed on my face.

not to hear that, my smile widening.“It’s a good

my plea, offering a slight smile. “Ms. Frost seems quite pleased.” His deep voice held a hint of amusement, each word laced with a subtle indulgence. His smile shocked Mark and Gloria. What