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?”

to the Jones family for New Year’s. Evan was a little boy then–fair skin, chubby and adorable. But we stopped visiting them since my family’s downfall. I heard he went abroad at

ten.”

The image of a plump, steaming bun filled

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

“Gosh, he’s completely different from when he was little. He’s so tall and handsome now! I’m completely

“Crap!”

head–over–heels for Evan, too?”

wondered why this world was

The two men noticed us. Mark waved, his eyes landing on me, full of admiration. Evan’s surprise was fleeting, quickly replaced by

me

as well make the most of it. Even though my hopes

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enthusiastically, introducing me.“This is my best friend, Olivia Frost. She’s

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pounded, but I maintained a smile. Mark teased, “I see. No wonder you look so unfamiliar. Turns out you’re here for

them.“It’s an honor

eyes trembled slightly… This wasn’t the first time

first time?” His gaze fixed on

smile widening.“It’s a good day.” I looked at him, a mixture of nervousness and

quite pleased.” His deep voice held a hint