Chapter 197

With a mocking laugh, Cheryl spun on her heel and strutted out, her head held high with arrogance. She paused at the door, shooting a final glance back at Celena, who did not move an inch.

"Just so we're clear—if you even think about spilling this to Liam, I'll make sure you and your kid regret it."

Cheryl's laughter echoed down the hall as she walked away. Only when the sound faded did Celena allow herself to crumble, tears streaming down her face as she crouched on the floor, overwhelmed by the encounter.

After a few moments, Celena gathered herself, dabbing away her tears and wincing at the sting of a fresh slap mark. She rummaged through her purse, found her makeup, and managed to cover the red imprint before grabbing her bag and heading out to the Rectenwald factory.

Meanwhile, Cheryl swaggered back into her office where her mother, Sherah, was anxiously waiting. Sherah rose to meet her, eager for news.

"Cheryl, what happened? Did you get that little tramp Celena to agree?"

Cheryl replied, "Mom, you can relax. If she even thinks about complaining, I'll take care of her and her kid. She won't dare. She's too attached to the kid, as you

a plan coming together. The thought of their little conspiracy had her laughing so hard she could

that little pest even

self-congratulatory mood, Yafe stepped in with a word of caution, "Don't get too comfortable. Better

Hayes. The phone barely rang when Hayes's voice, thick

with your calls. The chairman made Ms. Celena Stone the head honcho of the project, so the factory's none of your business anymore.

Hayes ended the call with

echoed in the room. Her face was a storm

always Celena, that little pest. Why won't she

"What's wrong?"

over Cheryl, was

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