Chapter 109 The Heartless Woman

Whitney had a sleepless night. She looked at herself in the minor while getting ready the next moming, noticing the dark charles under her eyes. Despite using a lot of corkrales, she could barely coverthem up

As she was about to beat in the underground parking lot to get in her cat,

Noel’s Wagon drove past her ne kept his eyes ford straight ahead, his profile sharp and tense for the briefest moment. Whitney knew he was upset because of what the said last night.

Damian bad camed a scene, making her realize that her engagement had not beenofficially called off. So, her relationship with Noel was considered an affair.

This wow the thing she despised the most. She was no better than Damian and Rachel.

She had been betrayed by Dagian, so she should’t become the same i

je kind of person. Furthermore, Noel’s interest in her was nothing more than a physical need

Heiner things could get any more complicated, it was best to cut her lossenratty

She had a grim

When she arrived at the office, Whitney sat down at her desk. Amy, dressed in a white suit, strutted past, her high heels clicking on the floor, she had expression as she slammed her hand on Whitney’s desk. “Van, come in,” Amy ordered, tuming and walking to her office.

Beata Parham, seated nearby, gave Whitney a look and whispered, “Be careful. Amy’s not in a good mood today. “

Whitney nodded in acknowledgment.

probably upset because of Noel x absence last night. Whitney knocked

chair, staring at

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arms and continued, “What was the design style of the

ornamental patters reflected Seabourke’s historical and cultural heritage. The main colors of the library were off–whine and dark gray, complemented by wooden

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more difficult questions–ones that weren’t easy

the past five years. They were significant

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remember, compared to you, you’re the impressive one. You know

to all

e important projects

years without even having to

someone who could work directly with Seabourke Architectural Institute and Noel was certainly no ordinary penon.

like the food you ordered last night. He

fabricated a story, saying that he left simply because the food

his place. Nor could she retort as it would only lead to

attention ned

the

to leave, a colleague locked on the door. “Any, Mr. Howard is coming here for meeting shortly. The higher–ups asked

surprised. “He always holds meetings at Seabouke Architectual Institute. How does he

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