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

harshly and hung up

wall as tears finally streamed down her face. She wiped

knew her pain more than anyone else, yet he had

you're a scumbag!" she

a quick online search on her phone. She needed somewhere

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

the phone just now? He had been

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

The scowl on his face was so pronounced that it intimidated the people around him. He gripped his phone tightly,

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

wrong, Mr. Bamford?"

of Dexter's. He was the one who had arranged

Dexter stood up and lifted his long legs to step

tall and muscular-even his back

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

she needed stern disciplining. Angela's angry

loosened

"Mr. Bamford, why are you going to Bliss

questions. Her reaction

Do I need to report

explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bamford. Mrs. Bamford is no longer at Bliss

do you

recounted her conversation with Angela's landlord in Bliss Garden

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

Angela had been furious—she had been pushed

justify her

same, but it still sent a chill down Erica's

along the city's main street with all her

ruthless. With just a little effort, he had plunged her into the depths of

about going home, but that place

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