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?"

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

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

perfect. Why did that little pest even bother coming back? She's just in the

caution, "Don't get too comfortable. Better check in with Mr. Adams

nodded earnestly and hurried over to the desk to call Hayes. The phone barely rang when

Ms. Celena Stone the head honcho of the project, so the factory's none of your business anymore. I've returned

that, Hayes ended the call

slammed the phone down so hard it echoed in the room. Her face was a storm cloud of

Celena, that little pest. Why won't

"What's wrong?"

noticing the dark cloud over Cheryl, was quick to

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