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

him that frays my nerves.

rubbed my temples. With my stress levels

of coffee.

rebelled.

and the lights of the city flickered on, illuminating

in the outer rest area. Except for drinks, Mr.

crumbs in his office would

join us,” Evan

go get

to my office and asked me to

with them. I

on a diet.”

me a knowing look. Who would want to eat with their boss? The terror was comparable to eating with

cohesion.”

silence as the three of

it like a forensic analyst dissecting evidence. The coffee’s acidic aftermath turned

glanced at my

Maybe it’s

tactical mouthful to shut down

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

I have to

myself, I

finished. Enjoy your

meal.“.

to

tense. He coldly looked at Zach, who was