First Love Novel 91


Chapter 91

Dexter's gaze bored into Angela, his sharp eyes catching a faint whiff of alcohol on her. His displeasure deepened.

"Was dinner supposed to take that long?" His tone was icy. His stare was piercing, almost as if he could see through every secret she tried to hide.

Angela rolled her eyes at him “That's my business. What's the matter? Even though we're divorced, do you

still want to pluck my feathers break my wings, and keep me by your side like some pitiful recluse, only to cast me aside when you tire of me?"

She gave a cold laugh and turned to leave without looking back.

Dexter froze, his eyes locked on her swaying silhouette as she walked away. His throat tightened, an unfamiliar ache rising. For a moment, he recalled the woman Angela had been before their marriage—a fiercely independent individual.

Back then, when she insisted on marrying him despite his objections, he had laid down one condition: she must abandon everything and stay home as a housewife. Without hesitation, she had agreed.

But now...

News of Angela dining with Simon and taking photos with Callum quickly shot to the top of trending searches. Her name became a legend in the design world.

No one could believe how a previously unnoticed figure could rise to such prominence in less than two months, reaching heights every designer dreamed of. Angela's success also brought tremendous benefits to DawnStar. Companies, including WestJet Design, scrambled to collaborate, hoping to bask in her newfound glory.

returned to the office, she was met

Angela, you're amazing! I'm

say it!"

now on, Angela is my goddess.

incredible-definitely the

overwhelming compliments left Angela slightly taken aback, unused to such

leaned close and whispered, “I heard the company's planning

she could respond, the morning

company-wide video conference, but the entire design department gathered in the main conference room. Unsurprisingly, Angela sat at Callum's side, front

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she glared at Angela from a distance. "How does she always

grin, leaning in. “Be careful of what you

you? Did you forget who you were groveling to like a

person,” Alan quipped, smirking. "I've never groveled to

in, lowering her voice. “Nora, Angela's on a roll right now. If

her suggesting to Mr. Snowden that

glared daggers at Clara. “Just

Alan mimicked in a mocking tone,

forward, presenting

personally handed her the check in front of everyone, marking the moment with a photo that immediately rocketed to the top of

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