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.

"Great! I'll bake for you anytime

never thought to do something as simple as bake

She nodded gently. "Alright."

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

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

coldly.

eye. "I've got some leftover

eyes lit up.

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

company building, Cyrus stood fixated on Nancy's office floor, his fists

noticing Cyrus' intense expression. He suppressed a sneer, keeping his tone

looked at

replied plainly. "Mr. Ferguson didn't even bother

right out in

eyes narrowed, surprised at Michael's