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

Chapter 31

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I clamped a hand over my mouth, stifling a sudden coughing fit, then turned tail and ran. I didn’t even glance back to see what Evan’s reaction was. The thick carpet muffled my footsteps, but he still heard me. Panic clawed at my chest. Had I been too obvious?

Back in the poker room, Zach visibly relaxed. “Mr. President, you’re back,” he said. I breathed a sigh of relief. If I’d been any later, they’d have suspected something.

When Evan returned, I’d planned to “attend” to Ann Maxwell, to cover my tracks, but he surprised me.“Ms. Maxwell’s resting. You don’t need to keep her company,” he said, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

had designs on Ann? I wanted to shout, I’m not

chips instead.“Zach’s got a lucky hand,” he remarked casually.

his comments about my beauty and intelligence bordering on predatory. It made my stomach churn. I forced a smile, grateful when Evan intervened, his warning clear

he had Zach give it to her instead–a clear display of distance. Olivia, though slightly deflated, quickly bounced back, grabbing the number from Zach. I found her

the yacht, Zach and I

take Ann home, but he made no move to offer me a ride. I suggested taking Ann to a hotel. He sneered.“That’s a bright idea. You’re responsible for her at the

was completely lost, but he got in the car anyway, leaving Zach and me to hail a cab.

I buckled my