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.”

lightly, “Don’t make a

times before. Why

and stood up to approach me.

because you have that old man backing you. You’re just waiting for his

“Are you done?”

“What?”

you’re done,

pointed towards the office

eager to see me out.

Don’t you want

two spots available. You’re that

1/2

“Of course.”

lifted her chin in a gesture of benevolence. “One for me, one for you. How

she gestured for

look. The submission deadline is next Friday.

to the

through it, “But it says here that entries should be

handing my entry over to her felt unsettling.

because we were on opposing sides, naturally making

before she scoffed, “You don’t seriously think I’d copy your design, do you? That’s hilarious. Have you ever heard of a

it directly if you want, she

you

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