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

him that

temples. With my

another cup of coffee.

rebelled.

and the lights of the city flickered on, illuminating the

for drinks, Mr.

dared to eat snacks or leave crumbs in his

to join us,” Evan said casually

I’ll go get her.”

to my office and

them. I grimaced.“…Actually,

on a diet.”

The terror was comparable to eating with a headmaster. He tried to persuade me,“Just nibble something.

cohesion.”

silence as the three of

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

of appetite, Olivia?” Evan glanced at

little bit. Maybe it’s because I had some

a tactical mouthful to shut

By the fifth performative bite, my

did I have to

myself, I

down. “I’m finished. Enjoy

meal.“.

returned to my office.

put down his chopsticks, the atmosphere inexplicably tense. He coldly