Chapter 78

The crystal shattered with a sharp crack, the spilled liquid slithering across the polished table like a wounded snake. Jason slammed the broken glass down, his voice dripping with ice. “You call this service? A chipped glass? You’re fired!”

The waitress, pale as a ghost, crumbled to the floor in apology. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Wilson it won’t happen again, I promise!”

Jason’s scowl could curdle milk. The air grew thick with tension, causing even Greg to discreetly pull his hand away from Sophia. “Mistakes happen, Mr. Wilson,” Greg offered, trying to lighten the mood. “Let’s not get sidetracked. Let’s talk business, shall we?”

Sophia kept her head down, her eyes locked on the fractured glass. In the dim light, it looked strangely deliberate, the cracks spidering outwards like a web. A humorless smile played on her lips. So, Jason was cracking. Serves him right. He’d always prided himself on being unbreakable. Well, she aimed to be the thom in his side, a constant reminder of his betrayal

The business talk went over her head. All she could focus on was the shattered glass, a symbol of Jason’s crumbling control. Suddenly, a voice slurred from above. “Come on, sweetheart, have a drink with me.” Greg held his glass to her lips, offering vodka–a firewater that could easily knock her flat.

She hesitated for a moment, then a playful smile flickered on her lips. Reaching up, she draped her arms around Greg’s neck and climbed onto his lap. “Feed me,” she purred.

tightened his grip on her waist and leaned in to pour her a shot. “Good girl,” he chuckled. “No wonder Mr. Willson brought you here. You know how to have a good

woman with fire in her, especially in

nervous glances. They could practically feel the icy rage radiating from Jason. Witnessing this scene could easily get them labeled liabilities. After all, a wife entertaining other men wasn’t exactly a

he thought, stomach churning. ‘How could she stoop so low as to cozy up

Coming here was the right move. This was her confirmation, her proof. His possessiveness meant he still cared. She wanted to know

leaving a bold stain. The temptation hung heavy in the air. As she pulled away, she saw what she’d been waiting for. Jason rose abruptly from his seat, the veins in his forehead throbbing like angry worms. ‘Finally,‘

asked, “Leaving already, Mr. Wilson? Alright. No need to stay on my account. Time is precious, and I need

Just as he was about to retort, the

you?” It was Ada, looking stunning in a little black dress. She’d come with Jason to inside. “Jason, I was bored

a friend wher. Jason had settled her in his private room.

her voice trembling as her eyes landed on Sophia. “What are you doing on another man’s lap in

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