Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 822

"Were you there that day when Mr. Road's mother came that day?" Tiffany asked. "She kept asking questions about Jewel Fenton. Maybe she disagrees with how Mr. Road handled the situation, too."

"Exactly. Just get rid of her quickly. I don't mind losing to you. After all, you're prettier and more capable than me, but it will be so embarrassing for me if I lose to Jewel, who can't even string a coherent sentence herself!" Mary exclaimed.

Tiffany sighed helplessly. "Well, what can we do since Mr. Road likes her?"

While they were happily chatting away, she pushed the bathroom door open and met Jewel's sharp eyes. Immediately, she froze on the spot, and her mind went blank as she stopped in her tracks awkwardly.

Mary went on with her criticisms, utterly unaware that the topic of their discussion was standing right outside, saying, "Yeah. She's neither gentile nor pretty, and she isn't even ladylike. Furthermore, she's a mute…"

She walked out while talking and caught sight of Tiffany's expression. She quickly sensed something amiss, so she followed Tiffany's gaze and shut her mouth with her snap when she saw Jewel's face.

Mary's heart sank to the bottom of her stomach at the sight. Oh, no! she thought.

There was nothing more frightening than being caught red-handed when talking behind others' backs.

them with piercing eyes as she struggled to force out a sentence from her throat. "I

to

a step to the side, stopped them without a word, and merely glared at them with her

cold gaze was like a dagger drenched in poison that was slowly approaching them and Mary was so scared that she could

so frightening? Mary thought in fright. She didn't dare to look

from Mary and focused on Tiffany, who hurriedly

Jewel reminded them composedly,

grabbed Mary's hand, and fled. "My god, she's so

agreed. "She's always appearing out of nowhere like this that I sometimes wonder if she's a ghost. Otherwise, why doesn't she make a noise when

hurriedly threw a look behind them. "Shh! Lower your voice, or

the two women returned to the secretary department in a hurry. Meanwhile, Jewel washed her hands and had just stepped out of the bathroom when her cell phone

ID, she saw that it was an unknown number ending with 6666. Due to the fact that she couldn't speak, she would usually send text

call after considering it. It seemed unlikely that this person had called the wrong number using such an interesting number, right? she thought. Moreover, I'm