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- My eyes widened. It was like a magnitude 10 earthquake had struck inside me. Sherry Burke, you’re insane!
- But what floored me was how seriously Evan considered it. He crossed his arms, leaned back, brow furrowed like a CEO dissecting a hostile takeover. After a long, theatrical pause, he tilted his head.“Hmm, that works too.”
- I completely froze.
- Sherry, blurting out words in a moment of impulse, froze as Evan’s stern response hit. Staring at me–pale and on the verge of collapse–she suddenly felt like she’d cracked open Pandora’s Box.
- “Haha, right?” she laughed nervously, trying to salvage the situation.“Let’s drop this.”
- But Pandora’s Box wasn’t so easily closed. Evan added, “While it works…she’s timid, I doubt she’d dare.”
- His gaze casually drifted toward me.
- I certainly couldn’t boast about my courage now. Therefore, I pretended not to hear, willing him to drop the subject.
- The atmosphere was thick with awkwardness. Sherry’s eyes darted between Evan and me three times. Leaning closer to Evan, she cautiously asked, “So…is it just a matter of courage?”
- Evan didn’t answer, his eyes fixed on her with an impassive stare.
- “Let’s just say I’ve got nerves of steel,” Sherry grinned, edging closer. She tapped the eight trigrams bracelet coiled around her wrist–obsidian beads gleaming like crow eyes.“Let me be clear: Corporate lawyer by day, paranormal investigator by night.”
- “As a child, I was practically a permanent resident of the pediatric ICU. Fortune–tellers swore I’d die before eighteen. My grandmother–the most feared folk healer in town–wasn’t having it. She passed down her craft–and I inherited more than just her bone divination tools.”
- Evan fell silent.
- He let out a dry chuckle and left.
- Sherry watched him leave, then winked at me: Let’s get out of here.
- I jumped to my feet. Moments later, we dashed back for the leftover dumplings.
- Outside, we bid goodbye to Gary and hurried away, not pausing for a second.
- Back downstairs, I gave Sherry a playful “beatdown.”
- Sherry pleaded, “It was just a slip of the tongue! Who knew he’d actually agree? Maybe you should consider it too–be a
- little bolder.”
- “Let me go hunt a few ghosts for courage first.” I muttered darkly.
- The memory of her verbal kudzu leaving Evan speechless almost made me snort.“So, Sherry Burke the
- Exorcist–how’s the ghostbusting biz? Give your apprentice some pointers.”
- Sherry slid the eight trigrams bracelet onto my wrist, solemn as a priest anointing a knight.“Congratulations—you’re now my only apprentice. Call me Master.”
- What’s it like having a best friend who moonlights as a paranormal debt collector? Imagine a tornado in Louboutins–equal parts lethal and legally unhinged.
- I ignored her and started packing, tossing clothes into the washing machine. After a shower, I collapsed into my soft, fragrant bed.
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- I lay there, eyes closed. Sherry was crashing here tonight, currently glued to her phone next to me, the blue light casting shadows on her determined face. Seeing me lying there, she leaned in and whispered, “Olivia, Julian is marrying Rita. Are you really…well, unaffected?”
- Forss
- The heart wasn’t circuitry to be rewired. Divorce papers severed the legal bond, not the synaptic ones. Just because we were no longer a couple didn mean I could factory reset so many years of shared oxygen.
- I replied lazily, my eyes still closed, “No. I feel disgusted and resentful. Thank god you didn’t blurt this out during dumpling hour–would’ve ruined a perfectly good soup dumpling.”
- “But seriously,” she drawled, kicking my shin.“Evan’s a five–course feast. Live a little–take a bite.”
- “You think I’d be the one doing the biting?” My cheeks burned as I thought of something.“When’s the last time you saw an antelope gnawing a lion on the Savannah? Are you sure you’re not overestimating me much?”
- “Who cares who’s predator or prey?” She waved a hand, bracelets clattering like wind chimes in a hurricane.“Passion’s chemistry. You’re hydrogen, he’s oxygen–boom, water. Why overthink the equation?”
- I cracked open one eye.“Oh, honey. Maybe you should get yourself a boyfriend before cosplaying love guru. Your experience starts and ends with K–drama subtitles.”
- Sherry’s smirk dissolved faster than a sugar cube in espresso.
- The next morning.
- Somehow, I dragged my corpse out of bed at 8 AM–three hours of sleep, a schedule even insomniac CEOs would call unsustainable.
- By 9:05, I was in the breakroom making coffee, or more correctly, brewing a life–saving elixir.
- The mug burned my palm, its contents tasting like distilled regret. When I shuffled back to my desk–zombie mode fully engaged–the blue light of spreadsheets illuminated Evan already stationed at his office.
- Zach’s office was also open…he was probably even more exhausted than me; at least I didn’t have to be on call 24/7.
- Thinking this, my steps lightened.
- Zach came to me after two minutes.
- “Olivia, you have dark circles under your eyes and your face is swollen. You must have been pushing yourself too hard lately.”
- “Don’t even start.” I grimaced, my expression telegraphing a week’s worth of unspoken exhaustion.
- I wanted to tell him what Jerry had done to me, but then I remembered the drugging incident. If I mentioned it, I’d be implicated. But omitting it wouldn’t fully expose that old bastard’s malice. I decided to keep quiet.
- The Jones family wouldn’t let him off easy. How they’d deal with him wasn’t my concern.
- Zach sat down and we discussed work. He tentatively asked, “Did Mr. Jones…give you a hard time?” “No,” I smiled.“Why would you ask that? Does he give you a hard time when you’re on business trips?”
- “No, he’s usually pretty good.”
- “Indeed.”
- Except for those few difficult times.
- We shared a knowing smile, a silent understanding of shared experience.
- The morning meeting ended. Leaving the meeting room, I received a call from Mandy, my former subordinate. She invited me to lunch.
- I glanced at Evan, who was walking ahead. Since he didn’t have any lunch engagements, and Zach would be around, I
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- could have some free time.“Sure, which restaurant?”
- “Ocean Spring.”
- “Okay, I’ll be there around twelve.”
- “Great.” Mandy sounded slightly nervous.
- Hanging up, Mandy looked at Julian. I’m sorry, Olivia. I had no choice.
- I put my phone away. Evan glanced back at me, his gaze intense, yet emotionless.
- What does that look mean? Does he object to me having lunch with my former colleague?
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- The three of us entered the elevator, along with several other senior executives who were chatting happily with Evan.‘ Their glances frequently lingered on me–more office gossip brewing.
- The doors opened. As we exited the elevator, Evan slowed his pace. Zach and I slowed down as well.
- Evan turned, his expression clearly displeased.“You’re not working at the Shaw Corp anymore. You have a new boss.”
- “… I know very well about it.”
- I sighed. Was he really bothered by this? He was overstepping!
Infidelity His English Novel Chapter 164
Infidelity His English Novel Chapter 164
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Infidelity His English Novel
Status: Ongoing Native Language: English
