Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 189

Sherry thought Olivia was acting strangely, but she didn’t probe further.

“Then let’s leave early tomorrow morning. We’re not even sure if we can find that girl.”

Then, Sherry’s eyes suddenly gleamed with mischief.“What if we make Rita lead us straight to the body? Wrap this up in one go.”

I snorted.“That ‘what if belongs in a crime. drama, Miss Lawyer.”

She hooked her arm around my neck and told me her plan.“What do you think? It’s gonna

work, isn’t it?”

I pondered for a moment.“If you put it that way, I think it’s worth a try.”

“Then let’s do it!”

Sherry finished her orange juice.“I’ll go find Madame Huang now! Our original plan holds, upgraded version activated–success or fail, we swing! Come on!”

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She put on her suit and rushed out, looking like she was about to crack the old woman’s

skull.

Friday passed peacefully. I even had the leisure to order a small cake and have afternoon tea. My boss didn’t come to the company in the morning and only appeared with Zach at 1 PM. He stayed in his office and didn’t call for me. It was arguably the most relaxing day of the week for me.

date tomorrow, so he

past

the borrowed medicine. Therefore,

went in and bought some.

before ascending to the penthouse.

are for you. Thank you so much.”

“For me?”

accepted the paper bag, confusion knitting his brows as he

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Antacids?” Why is Olivia

bought for you. I thought

Well…” Gary was even more confused, but then, his weathered face brightened with manufactured recollection as he patted his forehead.“Oh, right, right, I remember. I’d asked him to fetch

take care of

you can’t fight time’s little

the “little pranks” requiring enemas and cardiac tonics. Managing Mr. Jones clearly qualified as hazardous labor.

Evan came out from inside. He stood framed in the doorway wearing

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a pair of

on his aristocratic nose. The

casually

greeted him,

the first time, gaze flickering

a noncommittal hum.

the sofa with his book, lamplight gilded the sharp line