The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 179

Baldrick let out a cold chuckle. "Sure, I introduced you to Norton, but cozying up to Cyrus? That wasn't part of Norton's plan, was it?"

Hayley frowned, her frustration palpable. "You introduced me to Norton with the intention that I'd catch Cyrus' eye in the first place."

"Is that so? Then why did you run off to find Ogden afterward?" Baldrick's calm smile was infuriating. Hayley was momentarily speechless.

Baldrick hit where it hurt. "Truth is, Ogden's the one you should be grateful to. You should've pressured him into bringing Cyrus back to you."

Hayley's face turned a spectrum of colors, from flushed red to pale white. It wasn't that she hadn't

considered Ogden, but she knew he couldn't summon Cyrus just like that.

"Are you under the impression that just because Cyrus spoke nicely to you, I'm also easy to mess with?" Baldrick sounded almost annoyed.

Honestly, why did everyone think they could challenge him?

words, Hayley's heart raced. "Baldrick, aren't you afraid I'll

Baldrick said as he rose swiftly. His towering presence

had suddenly closed the distance, especially into Baldrick's icy eyes, Hayley's voice trembled. "Baldrick, aren't you afraid I'll call the

star of the local nightlife," Baldrick retorted sharply. Color drained from Hayley's face, leaving her

since you tried to frame Nancy and push her under, I've wanted to strangle you. But

wasn't joking. Fear settled deep in her

be all over the internet," Baldrick said, his voice stripped of

security guards entered, escorting Hayley out

returned

assistant approached cautiously, speaking respectfully, "Mr. Robertson, should we deal with Hayley?" "Deal with Hayley, and make it easier for Cyrus to reconcile

in Baldrick's words, the assistant's expression changed. "Mr. Robertson, that's not what

and keep an eye on Hayley," Baldrick commanded, his gaze shifting. "If she tries

each other's throats, not

sir." The assistant nodded quickly

out the window, his eyes filled with relentless obsession

wasn't a saint. If