Chapter 63
After being stuck at the Ford residence for a few days, I couldn’t wait to get out and find Frederick I’d given him a proposal earller and needed to know what he Chought about it.
Theaded straight to La Doghouse. This time, Velvet didn’t try to stop me. She just let out a sharp snort thegh her nose, clearly annoyed, and turned to lead the
“He’s inside. Go on–Mr. Guzman is waiting for you. ”
I nodded and pushed open the door to the private room. As I stepped inside, I could hear ber mumbling behind me.
“Herdamn husband doesn’t even want her, so she comes cunning to our boss. What a slank”
Luze, Then tamed around and looked at her.
“You Into Frederick or something?”
Velvet’s face tumed beet red in an instant, eyes wide and panicled, “W–What the hell are you talking about?
I walked up to her. “If you don’t like him, then why are you so hostile toward me?”
stammered, “just can’t stand you stringing him along!
“stringing him along?” I raised an eyebrow. “You think he doesn’t know I’m married?”
“He knows.”
Her voice dropped, but she still sounded bitter. “If both of you know that, why are you still all tangled up with him?”
1 paused, then said, came to talk business. Even if he were a woman, I’d still be here. You gonna accuse me of being into women too?”
“You’re seriously fall of crap!”
Velvet was fuming. “You’re just looking for an excuse to cheat feel bad to: Mr. Guzman
1 laughed. “It Lever He and pretend I’m single jest to mess with his feelings, then you can be thad. But right now, I’ve got better things to do than play love triangle
games
Else! Do you even know what Mr. Guzman has done for you-
Before she could finish, the door to the room swung open.
Fredenck stepped in, face like stone. He looked right at Velvet. “Since when is it your place to speak for me?
“I’m sorry, Mr. Guzman, I jus:
we’re libere screwing around =
your equation now?
Frederick gave a dry laugh. “Jonathan’s already made a fool out of you. You really still cate about yo
sighed. “I’m not worried about me wonted about yours. Velvet wasn’t wrong. You should keep your distance from me — I’m still married.”
Heulled his eyes. “God, you talk too much. Didn’t you say you were filing for dive? So, what’s with this “married woman” crap? You’ll be single soon enough.” Traisedyrbow. “Wait, or you actually tuto me?”
Frederick Booted “Get over yourself. I liked you a little back then, sure. But you’re matted now. You think I’m that desperate?”
was rude as liell, lan be wear’t welg.
hydu’t bother dragging out the small talk. I pulled out another copy of the proposal “Here. Take a look. Let me know if you want in ”
Finderick didn’t even glance at the folder. He leaned back on the couch, snurking
“So what? Are you here to beg me?
Chapter 64
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