Chapter 83

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Bryant was going to take responsibility?

Why was she here bothering me? She should be chasing after Bryant.

Margaret caressed her belly, saying proudly, “You better speed up the divorce proceedings.

I don’t want any delays in getting my baby registered.”

“Well, you might want to hurry Bryant along then.”

The corporate tower’s aircon system kept the air warm all year round. I took off my coat, hung it up, and picked up the watering can to tend to the row of plants by the

floor-to-ceiling window.

Since Bryant wasn’t keen on drawing clear lines, I wasn’t in any rush either.

Margaret can keep pestering him.

Margaret scoffed, “Don’t play this game with me, acting all indifferent on one hand and yet clinging to Bryant on the other.”

it, Jane. You’re an orphan, latching onto the Ferguson family tree for security and comfort. It’s

woman, you

crossed her arms and chuckled lightly, “Don’t make a fool of yourself over a man.

“…We’ve met several times before. Why are you

guard, Margaret huffed and stood

waiting for his grand

“Are you done?”

“What?”

you’re done,

pointed towards

eager

you want to

two spots

“Of course.”

lifted her chin in a gesture of benevolence.

she was just stringing me along until she gestured for her assistant

the requirements for the competition. Take a look. The submission deadline is next Friday. Send your design to my email by

to the

here that entries should

handing my entry over to

we were on opposing

“You don’t seriously think I’d copy your design, do you? That’s hilarious. Have you ever heard of a director copying. from an assistant director? You’ve

if you want, she said

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