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.

pause before Dexter let out a cold laugh. "Of course I'm not doing it for fun. I want you to experience what life would be like without the Bamford

hung up before he

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

anyone else, yet he

you're a scumbag!" she screamed,

search on her phone. She needed somewhere to stay for a few days before she could start

suite at Mystique Bar, the earlier liveliness had vanished. In its place was an eerie silence. Everyone exchanged

just now? He had been cursed at, and

"You're sick!"-seemed to linger

intimidated the people around him. He gripped his phone tightly, staring at

recent calls. Staring at her

Mr. Bamford?" asked

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

long legs to step over the

and muscular-even his back

outside. As Dexter tossed his coat to her,

of line that day and that she needed stern disciplining. Angela's angry outburst reverberated in

he loosened his

are you going to

questions. Her reaction was out of the norm that

Do I need

She lowered her head and explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bamford. Mrs.

frowned and asked irritably, "What do

recounted her conversation with Angela's landlord in Bliss Garden

told you to do that?" Dexter's gaze was icy,

wonder Angela had been furious—she had been pushed

trembled in fear and struggled to come up with an adequate explanation that could justify her actions. However, her mouth felt like it was glued

His expression remained the same, but

trudged along the city's main

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, yet she couldn't even find a place

home, but that place was hardly home