I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 27

Niamh had planned to ignore her, but the last comment struck a nerve.

“Rhoslyn, not everyone in the world is as shameless as you are.”

“You—!” Rhoslyn sputtered, speechless.

Five years, and the little brat had grown a sharp tongue.

Niamh pushed past her and entered Cormac’s office. He was sitting alone, staring into space. The moment he saw her, he shot to his feet, kicked the door shut, and locked it.

“Niamh, your dream was to be a designer,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You can’t be doing this kind of work. Let me talk to the CEO. I can get you a transfer to the design department. What do you say?”

His mind had been racing since he’d seen her that morning. He hadn't been able to focus on work, and he couldn’t remember a single thing that was said in the morning meeting.

“No,” Niamh said flatly. “Cormac, my life is none of your business. There’s nothing between us anymore. I’m asking you to please stop harassing me.”

But he wasn’t listening. He wrapped his arms around her, his voice pleading. “Niamh, please. Let’s start over. I can’t live without you.”

“Ah!”

Before he could finish, Niamh grabbed the mop next to her and jabbed the handle hard into his stomach. Cormac cried out in pain, his arms falling away from her.

“I’m warning you, Cormac,” she snarled. “If you ever touch me again, I’m calling the police!”

She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist, his expression filled with regret. “I’m sorry, Niamh! It won’t happen again. Please… just do your work.”

He limped over to the sofa, nursing his stomach, his eyes filled with heartache as he watched her. Niamh ignored him completely, focusing on her cleaning. After what had happened, her feelings for him were long dead.

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