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

Chapter 230

Nancy stared at the messages on her phone, her face twisted in disgust.

"Never met anyone so shameless!" she muttered under her breath.

"What are you looking at, Nancy?" Judson asked, approaching with a tray of homemade cookies. He noticed her scowl and sidled over curiously.

Nancy instinctively tried to shut off her phone, but Judson was quicker. He snatched the phone and glanced at the screen. Reading Cyrus' words, he let out a dry chuckle. "Lies, lies, and more lies. Tell 'em enough, and even the liar starts believing 'em."

Nancy just sighed.

"Ah, forget about that numbskull," Judson said, offering her a cookie. "Try one of these. I followed the recipe to the letter. Tell me how they taste!"

Nancy hesitated, momentarily distracted from her thoughts about Cyrus. She picked up a cookie, took a bite, and let the sweet, buttery flavor melt in her mouth.

"Delicious," she said sincerely.

blushed a little. "Great! I'll bake for

thought to do something as simple as bake her a treat. Judson, on the other hand, was always eager to learn

She nodded gently. "Alright."

through the door, looking serious. "Boss, Cyrus is downstairs again. How does he have

frustration boiling over. "Given all the trouble he's caused, you'd think he'd have

smirked coldly. "Ignore

got some

lit up. "Now that's

after everything he'd done. Did he really think Nancy was all alone

fixated on Nancy's

intense expression. He suppressed a sneer, keeping his

looked

replied plainly. "Mr. Ferguson didn't even bother to cover his tracks.

right out

eyes narrowed, surprised