Chapter 83

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Bryant was going to take responsibility?

Why was she here bothering me? She should be chasing after Bryant.

Margaret caressed her belly, saying proudly, “You better speed up the divorce proceedings.

I don’t want any delays in getting my baby registered.”

“Well, you might want to hurry Bryant along then.”

The corporate tower’s aircon system kept the air warm all year round. I took off my coat, hung it up, and picked up the watering can to tend to the row of plants by the

floor-to-ceiling window.

Since Bryant wasn’t keen on drawing clear lines, I wasn’t in any rush either.

Margaret can keep pestering him.

Margaret scoffed, “Don’t play this game with me, acting all indifferent on one hand and yet clinging to Bryant on the other.”

“I get it, Jane. You’re an orphan, latching onto the Ferguson family tree for security and comfort. It’s human nature.”

“But as a woman, you should have some dignity.”

a fool

met several times before.

huffed and stood up

old man backing you. You’re just waiting for his grand eightieth birthday to pass, but I wonder what excuse

“Are you done?”

“What?”

done,

the office door.

be so eager to see me out. What about the

Don’t you want to

two spots available. You’re that

1/2

“Of course.”

benevolence. “One for me, one for you.

me along until she gestured for her assistant to bring in a document.

requirements for the competition. Take a look. The submission deadline is next Friday. Send

to the

says here that entries should

my entry over to her

we were on opposing sides, naturally making me

before she scoffed, “You don’t seriously think I’d copy your design, do you? That’s hilarious. Have you ever heard of a director copying. from an assistant director? You’ve got some

if you want, she said dismissively.

you

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