When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 52

Chapter 52



One night, we barely caught a wink of sleep.

Jade's design was brilliant, thoughtful, and eco-friendly to boot. But somewhere along the line, a minor misstep led to a gaping flaw in the final design. It wasn't until I combed through everything from the beginning that I spotted the root of the problem. "Look here. You didn't make this change, did you? The measurement is off by an inch."

Jade pushed up her glasses, squinting at the screen before slamming her hand on the desk.

"No way. Who messed with my design? No wonder the numbers were all over the place! Somebody must've fiddled with the file when I wasn't looking. I thought I'd accidentally deleted the original file!"

I had suspected as much but hadn't said anything until then.

With no time to figure out who messed up, Jade got straight to fixing the data, and I was there to help her out.

After a few hours of hard work, we finally got all the files in order as dawn broke.

With a hoarse voice, Jade hugged me tight. "Melanie, I'd be toast without you. You saved my ass out of the mess. You are my savior!"

"Don't be silly. We're best friends." I patted her head, only to have my hand swatted away as she grimaced, her throat too sore to even speak. Running on no sleep and dealing with a headache, I decided to call in sick.

me from taking on more at the company. The Design Department had been

I was, barely able to stand, yet she couldn't

guardian angel, take her place. "Since you've taken

"With your brains, we've got

raspy voice, coupled with her powerhouse

bidding meeting, I saw Vinson and Clyde with their teams. I instinctively ducked my head, and of

cause a stir. I could feel one

my shoulder, her voice harsh,

call to make. When Jade started speaking onstage, the audience was visibly shocked. But she powered

design was thorough, it just couldn't

eager but lacked experience, failing to grasp certain aspects. In the end, Jade won the contract with her superior expertise. She came

you keep talking to me with that voice, I'll mute you for good." I pushed her away, popping

my arm, playfully whining. "Melanie, my

made my skin

Kayla, oblivious to the room,

the Patterson Group. How can you support another company? And as Design Department Director,

of resentment, backed by a

due to not winning the contract as they

how talented you are. Instead of helping us, you assist the

want us to look bad. Maybe Melanie even shared our

"No wonder we lost!"