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.”

not afraid of

that frays

With my stress levels

cup of coffee. After drinking it, my stomach

rebelled.

of the city flickered on, illuminating the most dazzling and extravagant

for drinks, Mr. Jones didn’t allow

eat snacks or leave crumbs in his office would be reprimanded

to join us,” Evan said casually

go get

went to my office and asked

with them. I

on a diet.”

their boss? The terror was comparable to eating with a headmaster. He tried to

cohesion.”

three of us sat down.

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

appetite, Olivia?” Evan glanced at

bit. Maybe it’s because

tactical mouthful

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

have

by myself, I slammed the

down. “I’m finished. Enjoy your

meal.“.

returned to my office.

the atmosphere inexplicably tense. He coldly looked