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.”

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

you

arms and chuckled lightly, “Don’t make a fool

times before.

Margaret huffed and stood up to

his grand eightieth birthday to pass, but

“Are you done?”

“What?”

you’re done, please

towards the

eager to see me out.

Don’t you want

two spots available.

“Of course.”

chin in a gesture of benevolence. “One

along until she

handed it over, “Here, the requirements for the competition. Take a look. The submission deadline is next Friday.

to the

says here that entries should be submitted directly to competition’s email

entry over to

was because we were on opposing

That’s hilarious. Have you ever heard of a

directly if you want,

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