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

Chapter 130

I remembered the schedule; his first coffee had to be delivered by 9:30 AM. What time was it?9:48 AM! I quickly checked his coffee order. Good heavens, it had to be hand–poured.

I rushed to the breakroom, found the beans, the kettle, ground the beans… My hand ached. I chuckled. I didn’t come to Jones Group to be a princess, but Zach had so smoothly passed the job to me, making me feel like a conscripted soldier.

I quickly made the coffee and approached the CEO’s office. Taking a deep breath, I knocked, “Come in,” his calm voice

said.

Evan was already working, completely focused. I placed the coffee next to his right hand. He glanced at me, then back at his work. I turned to leave.

Evan

else do you

professional smile, confused.

filling the air. A long, slender finger touched my cheek.

face,” Evan said softly, showing me his finger, which had a bit of brown coffee grounds. I was speechless.“…Thank you, but next time, just tell me.”

down.“I did tell you. You’re just stupid.”

at your face is telling me? Why don’t you point at your father and call him

office, washing my face in the restroom; my face was as red as if I’d drunk several bottles of wine. Evan was so petty! I’d made

being considerate. At noon, there was a business lunch–a real estate tycoon who’d collaborated with Jones Group on a resort project. The project had