When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 57

Artina’s words infuriated Henrietta. For a split second, she wanted to grab anything from her desk and hurl it at that seemingly sweet and innocent face, which was, in reality, filthy and vile.

This woman was utterly disgusting! She had already “won,” yet she still had to come and humiliate her like this! That tryst before her birthday party—that had been Artina flaunting her victory, deliberately rubbing it in her face. How dare this woman! She looked so young, yet her heart was so malicious.

Henrietta fought back the urge to throw something and instead said coolly, “You’re quite confident. What makes you so sure that Matteo would give me up for you? Who the hell do you think you are?”

The words ignited Artina’s own anger. “What does love have to do with money and status?” she snapped. “I may not be able to compete with you in terms of wealth, but my personality isn’t necessarily worse than yours!”

“Love?” Henrietta scoffed, cutting her off. “You think you’re worthy of something so expensive?”

“You!” Artina’s face flushed with rage. She was on the verge of exploding, but one look at Henrietta’s cold, impassive expression brought her back to her senses. She couldn't afford to anger Henrietta right now. Her anger dissolved into crocodile tears.

“If you enjoy picking up trash, be my guest,” Henrietta said with disgust. “But don’t come here looking for validation.”

Artina retorted defiantly, “How can you call Matteo trash? He’s so talented…”

“He and I have broken up. You don’t need to report anything to me. Do whatever makes you happy,” Henrietta said, cutting her off again.

Artina looked aggrieved. “But Matteo only has eyes for you now. All he wants is to get back together.”

“So?” Henrietta’s gaze turned icy. “Are you expecting me to persuade him to accept you?”

This was beyond insulting!

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