Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

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However, at that time, Kallie’s attention had been consumed by Jeanette’s concerns, leaving her no opportunity to reply. Moreover, a lingering frustration had held her back, and she preferred to confront it face-to-face during their meeting.

The man Kallie had met in the morning had kept his promise. As Kallie surveyed the filled conference room, she nodded in approval.

As she settled into her seat and prepared to begin the meeting, a voice, laced with discontent, broke the silence from the assembly. “What is happening within this company? Are we now allowing anyone to sit in Mr. Reeves’ chair? Where is Mr. Reeves?”

Kallie turned her gaze toward the source of the voice and spotted a man of considerable handsomeness, though clearly older. Despite his decent appearance, his eyes revealed clear irritation and disdain. When he caught Kallie’s gaze, he offered a condescending smirk. “Ma’am, allow me to remind you that this company belongs to Mr. Reeves. We are here for work, not to endure a domineering speech or watch you flaunt your supposed authority.”

was Jake’s mistress, having gathered everyone to flaunt her perceived position. Remaining calm, she responded evenly, “I am Jake’s wife. I am here to manage company affairs in his stead. Is there an issue

identity would prompt the man

wallet and pulled out a credit card. “Take this. Go shopping, treat yourself to some new clothes,

a range of reactions from the assembled executives. Some stared at him in stunned silence, wondering if he had a death wish for speaking to Kallie, Jake’s wife, with such blatant disrespect. Others exchanged knowing

a flicker of anger igniting in their

“Now, now, don’t get upset,” he said, his voice dripping with false concern. “I’m just looking out for you. You definitely can’t solve these business issues. If you upset Mr. Reeves, he might just decide to cut off your allowance. What would you do then? Luckily for you, I’m quite generous when it comes to the fairer sex. Take this card. Mr. Reeves and I are close.

bite back a laugh, a mixture of anger and disbelief bubbling within her. Maintaining her composed demeanor, she responded, “And what, pray tell, leads you to believe that I’m

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