When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 35

Chapter 35



The coffee cup shattered into pieces, splattering shards that nicked my calf.

Lina gasped from the side while Bill paused, stunned. I knew Bill was angry, but not out to get me.

Then, Clyde burst through the door.

Kayla gave me a disdainful look and deliberately touched the diamond necklace around her neck.

Clyde's face was a storm cloud as his gaze bore into me. "Told you to chat with Mr. Jenkins about the plan, and you can't even manage that?"

He then turned to Lina. "What are you waiting for? Go fetch the first-aid kit."

I stopped Lina, opting for a quick dab with some tissues. "It's nothing, just a minor issue. Let's focus on the project."

Family embarrassments should stay behind closed doors. Clinching the deal was paramount.

At least to me, the cut didn't hurt one bit.

somewhat over-the-top luxury jewels, Kayla flashed Bill a sweet smile. "Mr. Jenkins, you know what? Mr. Patterson heard you were coming and specifically had me pick up a gift for you. He mentioned you lost a diamond from your pen last time. It is the newest model, specifically

toward Bill, and Bill's expression softened after

secretary greeting you with a smile tended to soften even the

could see Clyde's softened stance

on introducing our project. The meeting ended with

air. "Melanie, how could you botch such a simple task? Isn't project design your forte?" "I wasn't aware of the meeting."

old Clyde never used to blame others for his mistakes. Glancing at Kayla's gleaming necklace, I understood. Buying her trinkets had delayed their return. He couldn't fault Kayla, so I became his

Jenkins called you a dozen times, but you didn't pick up. That's not

fault. Not only had Bill tried to reach him, but I was sure the Administrative Department had as

project couldn't possibly weigh more than her tens of thousands worth of jewelry, could

why didn't you use someone else's phone to call

arm. "Clyde, let it

Clyde away, throwing a triumphant look

I remained expressionless.

my sleeve, nodding

when our eyes met. But I was used to it. They all knew Clyde's reputation for frequent companions, though

rang. Jade had arranged a lawyer for me. After a brief handover of work duties, I left the office. Divorce seemed like the only way out to avoid being blamed for everyone

handed over all evidence, including two police reports and photos

have plenty of witnesses. If needed,