Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

Chapter 6

Angela frowned and denied it without a second thought.

However, the manager didn't believe her. "Regardless, we just found out that you have no work experience. I'm sorry, but we can't hire a complete newbie like you."

Even though Angela repeatedly assured him of her expertise in design, the manager was adamant about not going through with hiring her.

As Angela stared at the manager, who looked deeply troubled, she instantly understood everything.

It was Dexter! He was forcing her to give in!

Amidst the strange gazes everyone was casting her way, Angela took her belongings and left.

At that moment, she felt an urge to call Dexter and ask him why he was doing this. Still, she resisted that impulse and refrained from acting on it.

She kept convincing herself not to let this get to her. It was just a job—she could find another.

Angela dragged her exhausted body back to her rented apartment, only to find her belongings thrown out and lying miserably in the hallway. Nothing had been spared-even her brand-new bedding and toiletries had suffered the same fate as they lay in a pile outside.

Shocked and furious, she immediately called the landlord.

"Sorry, but I can't rent to you anymore. I'll transfer your rent back," the landlord replied curtly, not even giving her a chance to question him.

Seconds later, she received 2,000 dollars on Venmo.

Once again, the image of Dexter's handsome yet maliciously amused face appeared in her mind. Unable to bear it any longer, she called him.

For once, he picked up within ten seconds. "What's wrong? Have you finally come to your senses?"

His tone was casual, and there were the sounds of a lively gathering in the background. But the moment he spoke, everything around him fell silent. It seemed everyone was waiting to hear how Angela would make a fool of herself.

"Are you making my life difficult for fun, Dexter?" Angela asked. Her eyes were red, and her nose tingled. She was on the verge of tears. Yet, she forced herself to stay composed and not let her voice break.

laugh. "Of course I'm not doing it for fun. I want

hung up before he could

slightly as she slid down the cold wall as tears finally streamed down her face. She wiped them away,

knew her pain more than anyone else, yet

you're a scumbag!" she

through a quick online search on her phone. She needed somewhere to stay for a few

a luxurious VIP suite at Mystique Bar, the earlier liveliness had vanished. In its place was

just now? He had been cursed

earlier "You're sick!"-seemed to linger in the

it intimidated the people around him. He

name "Angela" was right at the top of the list of recent calls. Staring

wrong, Mr. Bamford?"

friend of Dexter's. He was

to step over the obstacles

and muscular-even his

tossed his coat to her, he ordered coldly, "Take me

line that day and that she needed stern disciplining. Angela's angry

he loosened his

asked, "Mr. Bamford, why are you going to

she wouldn't ask questions. Her reaction was

I need to report

her head and explained, "I'm

asked irritably, "What do you mean? Where did she

her conversation with Angela's landlord in

to do that?" Dexter's gaze was icy, and he exuded a menacing

wonder Angela had been furious—she had been

with an adequate explanation that could justify her

expression remained the same, but it

city's main street with all her belongings. She went from

had to admit that Dexter was ruthless. With just a little effort, he had plunged her into the depths of despair. This was a huge city,

that place was hardly home to