Chapter 82
“Zachary, wait! Let me explain!” Bella panicked, throwing herself in front of Zachary and gripping his arm tightly, pleading with all her might.
But Zachary, holding her hand firmly, looked at her with pure disappointment. “Explain? From the start, you just wanted me back in Galvocity early, didn’t you?”
“I–I wanted to go back to Galvocity… but I was worried my illness would hold you back Bella tried to explain desperately.
Under the streetlight, they rangled, words caught in a messy web neither could untangle.
In the shadows nearby, Gwyneth stood silently- -no interest in this drama at all. At that moment, Clyde stepped out of his car a and gently took her away from the scene to the penthouse for some rest.
of messages.
Back at home, Gwyneth hadn’t even taken off her chestur coat before an anonymous account bombarded her with a stream
Anached were several photos. In them, she and Harrison were standing side by side at the party just moments ago. Along with the pics was a teasing note: [You should know when to walk away. There’s still time.]
The familiar tone, the signature filter, the way the shots were angled–Gwyneth deleted and blocked the sender in one swift move. She said, Zachary, you’re seriously relentless.
And Zachary was stubbornly determined to prove that Gwyneth was nothing but a home–wrecker.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, Zachary received no reply Worse, he got locked out of his anonymous account–cut off from contacting Gwyneth. His eyes darkened with frustration.
Outside. Bella kept babbling to explain herself. Inside, Zachary covered his ears in pain, whispering to himself, “Gwennie, how come you just can’t see how much I love you?”
The next day, Gwyneth woke up earlier than usual.
She grabbed a cup of coffee and walked into the office, pushing the doar open just a crack. Inside, she heard Melanie’s voice.
Melanie said. “What is this junk! Such a tiny project proposal, and it’s sitting on the manager’s desk?
Hmph, Gwyneth really can be taken seriously. These penty little projects are worthless–just a headache to me.”
Gwyneth’s face darkened as she suddenly pushed the door open wide.
The door creaked loudly, making Melanie jump. She stubbed her toe hard on the desk corner, grimacing in pain. “Y–you’re here so early…
“Not early enough to catch the office thief? Gwyneth slammed her coffee down on the desk with a dull thud. “What are you doing rifling through my stun
Melanie was clearly rattled but straightened her neck defiantly, checks flushed. “T–I’m just helping Dad organize documents. The whole Jenkins Group belongs to him. Why can’t I look at these files?
Gwyneth said, “Even if you’re an heir to the company, stealing confidential files is still illegal.”
She slamned down a thick folder on the desk, the red official stamp glaring in plain sight.
She continued, “These are contracts signed under NDA. No one but authorized personnel is allowed to access them–even family or a shareholder. The cops won’t hesitate to arrest you.”
if you’re immediate
Melanie’s face instantly turned pale. The desk was piled high with documents, and she had no idea some of them were confidential files.
to call the police, stay away from
She wanted to argue back, but Gwyneth cut her off with a cold warning. “Il count to three. If you don’t want me to my office from now on Three
“I don’t believe you. If you call the cops gume, Dad won’t let you off either,” Melanie snapped, refusing to back down, her jaw tight as she prepared For a fight.
Gwyneth was unmoved “Two One. She picked up her phone and hit dial. Voices answered on the other end.
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