When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 66

Chapter 66



When I returned to the office, I hesitated before heading to the conference room, feeling a bit uneasy.

"Mr. Hanley, today Mr. Patterson he..."

"Let me guess, he's MIA again? Melanie, is Clyde pulling my leg? What does he think this partnership is, a joke?"

Hanley was well aware that Clyde had bailed again, and after being stood up twice, he was furious.

Despite my attempts to smooth things over, he had no interest in keeping the partnership going.

I messaged Clyde and also shared what happened in our team chat. Though I was in charge of the project, I wasn't about to take the fall for this mess. Clyde remained out of touch, not showing up at the office all day. My colleagues from the Design Department kept asking what we should do, but without any directives from the top, our hands were tied.

Just when I figured Clyde couldn't care less about a multimillion-dollar deal, he surprised me by calling early the next morning, asking me to come to his office.

"Melanie, look at the mess you've made! You've lost us a major project, and now you're going to take full responsibility!"

the documents he threw at me - it was a contract termination notice from Radiant Systems, stating that

you knew how crucial the Radiant Systems partnership was, how could

one of us at the Patterson Group, how could you play into Vinson's hands? Even if there's

opened my eyes, finding it funny how they both wore the same

Hanley had gone straight to Vinson, and they struck a deal. Now, the Patterson Group wasn't just out of a partnership; we owed money, no wonder they were fuming. But what

out of your mind?" I retorted, tossing the documents back at him. "You disappear, and now you're blaming me? I didn't realize you were so irresponsible. When did you become so

chat history

Should I have dragged you back from the hospital? No one's going to cover

at his phone,

Kayla's guilty face, I quickly pieced together

so she could have deleted my messages. But she wasn't smart enough to realize that deleting Clyde's

have called? It's my fault just because I didn't see a message?" Clyde argued

her voice trembling

just trying to sabotage Clyde for your lover. The company shouldn't have

it for the money? Did Vinson

sized her up. Dressed head-to-toe in luxury brands, she was easily wearing a fortune. Feeling unnerved under my gaze, she stepped back,

not like some people who get involved for money. Clyde, I did call. Whatever

my phone, I

I became. Realizing the person had loved for so many years was foolish was a bitter pill to swallow. In the