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.

before Dexter let out a cold laugh. "Of course I'm not doing

harshly and hung up before

slid down the cold wall as tears finally streamed

more than anyone else, yet he had

she

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

Bar, the earlier liveliness had vanished. In its place

been talking to on the phone just now? He had been cursed at,

to linger in the

expression was grim. The scowl on his face was so pronounced that it intimidated the people around him. He

top of the list of recent calls. Staring at her name, Dexter

Bamford?"

person asking was Zayn Jewell, a childhood friend of Dexter's. He was the one who had arranged the

stood up and lifted his long legs to step over the obstacles blocking his way. As he walked out, he announced, "I'm

tall and muscular-even

was already waiting outside. As Dexter tossed his coat

that she needed stern disciplining. Angela's angry outburst reverberated in his mind constantly

he loosened

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

questions. Her reaction was out

expression darkened. "What? Do I need to report to

lowered her head and explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bamford. Mrs. Bamford is no longer at

"What do you mean? Where did

conversation with Angela's landlord in Bliss

was icy, and he exuded a menacing chill

furious—she had been pushed to her

up with an adequate explanation that could justify her actions. However, her mouth felt like it was glued shut, and she couldn't

Dexter ordered coldly. His expression remained the same, but it still

softly. Angela trudged along the city's main street with all her belongings. She went

plunged her into the depths of despair. This was

that place was hardly home to

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