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

overtime with him that frays my nerves.

temples. With my stress

another cup of coffee.

rebelled.

flickered on,

the outer rest area. Except for drinks,

to eat snacks or leave crumbs in his office would be reprimanded severely.

Olivia to join us,” Evan said casually to

I’ll go

office and asked me

I grimaced.“…Actually,

on a diet.”

comparable to eating

cohesion.”

with uneasy silence as the three of us sat

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

of appetite, Olivia?” Evan glanced at

bit. Maybe it’s because I had some

tactical mouthful to

Forced swallowing triggered gastric warfare. By

have to eat!

by myself, I slammed

“I’m finished.

meal.“.

to

chopsticks, the atmosphere inexplicably tense. He coldly looked at Zach, who was eating heartily.“You