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

overtime with him that

my temples. With

poured myself another cup of coffee.

rebelled.

of the city flickered

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

or leave crumbs in his office would be reprimanded

Evan said casually

go get

my office and asked

with them. I grimaced.“…Actually, I’m

on a diet.”

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

cohesion.”

three of us sat

at it like a forensic analyst dissecting

Evan glanced at

little bit. Maybe it’s because I had some

earlier,” I shoveled a tactical

By the fifth performative bite, my stomach

have to

I slammed the

down. “I’m finished. Enjoy your

meal.“.

to my office.

also put down his chopsticks, the atmosphere inexplicably tense. He coldly looked at Zach, who was eating heartily.“You enjoy