Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 442:

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Roderick bowed his head, his fingers gliding through his contact list before stopping on a familiar name.

The phone rang twice, and a voice answered, lighthearted and teasing. “Mr. Astley? Finally got time to treat me to a drink, huh?”

But Roderick wasn’t here for pleasantries. He cut straight to the point. “Louis, your guy’s trying to bail on the deal.”

His words came out sharp and precise, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Without waiting for a response, Roderick switched the call to speakerphone. “Louis is standing right here.”

Louis froze, his heart stuttering in his chest.

Had he really forgotten how tight-knit the restoration community was? Of course, his boss knew Roderick.

explain—” Louis’ voice wavered, his earlier bravado dissolving into thin

could string his excuses together, a thunderous voice from the other end of

I don’t need you in my

came rapid-fire, a verbal assault with no room

of us are idiots? You really think you can dominate the restoration field with your mediocre skills? Well, guess what? You’re fired. Pack your stuff

ended the call with a sharp tap, cutting off

there, pale and shell-shocked.

This couldn’t be

thoughts swirled, the future he’d envisioned slipping through his fingers like sand. He’d been on the cusp of promotion, ready

master by now, praised

It

his pride. In a desperate move, Louis collapsed to his knees

I’m sorry! I apologize! Ma’am… Ma’am…

mercy, but the room remained silent, save