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

Chapter 185

I offered a textbook HR–approved smile.“No

objections, Mr. Jones.”

Zach also replied, “Me neither.”

What mortal dares object? He always does as he pleased.

Evan’s eyes darkened slightly. His gaze lingered for a moment on my overly fake smile like acid testing counterfeit gold.

After a while, he waved his hand.“Fine. Off

you guys go.”

Zach and I turned to leave. We were nearly at

the door when his voice halted us

again.“We’re working overtime tonight. Zach, order dinner. Olivia, bring your laptop to my office later.”

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Our eyes met in silent despair. Is this corporate marathon ever going to end? I wondered if Mr. Wayne had left yet–we desperately needed his pills for this

soul–crushing grind.

“Steel yourself,” Zach muttered in the

hallway.“Mr. Jones will keep us past midnight.”

faintly.“I’m not afraid of

him that frays

With

another cup of coffee. After drinking it, my stomach

rebelled.

gradually settled, and the lights of the city flickered on, illuminating the most dazzling

placed it in the outer rest area. Except for drinks, Mr. Jones didn’t allow any other

crumbs in

join us,” Evan said

I’ll go get

my office and asked

with them. I grimaced.“…Actually,

on a diet.”

The terror was comparable to eating with a headmaster. He tried to persuade me,“Just nibble something. Otherwise he’ll send a memo about

cohesion.”

three of

dissecting evidence. The coffee’s acidic aftermath turned each grain into lead pellets..

Olivia?” Evan glanced at my

little bit. Maybe it’s because I

a tactical mouthful to shut

swallowing triggered gastric warfare. By the fifth performative bite, my stomach staged a

did I have to

I slammed the

down. “I’m finished. Enjoy your

meal.“.

to

his chopsticks, the atmosphere inexplicably tense. He coldly