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.”

smiled faintly.“I’m not afraid of overtime.”

him that frays my nerves.

temples. With

of coffee. After drinking it, my

rebelled.

flickered on, illuminating

for drinks, Mr. Jones didn’t allow any other food in

eat snacks or leave crumbs in his

us,” Evan said casually to

I’ll go get

my office and asked me

them. I grimaced.“…Actually, I’m

on a diet.”

me a knowing look. Who would want to eat with their boss? The terror was comparable to eating with a headmaster. He tried to persuade me,“Just nibble something.

cohesion.”

uneasy silence as the three of us sat down. I

and picked at it like a forensic analyst dissecting evidence. The

of appetite, Olivia?” Evan glanced at

it’s because I

tactical mouthful to shut

Forced swallowing triggered gastric warfare. By the

I have

I slammed the

down. “I’m finished. Enjoy your

meal.“.

returned to my office.

He coldly looked at Zach, who was eating