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.”

an orphan, latching onto the Ferguson family tree for security and comfort. It’s human

you should have some

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

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

Margaret huffed and stood up

you have that old man backing you. You’re just waiting for his grand eightieth birthday to pass, but I wonder what excuse you’ll have then for not letting

“Are you done?”

“What?”

done, please

towards

her teeth. “Don’t be so eager

Don’t you

spots available. You’re that

“Of course.”

in a gesture of benevolence. “One for me, one for you. How

she gestured for her assistant to bring in a

competition. Take a look. The submission deadline is next Friday. Send

to the

that entries should be

reason, handing my entry over to

we were on

your design, do you? That’s hilarious. Have you ever heard of a director copying. from an assistant

it directly if you want, she

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