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Chapter 88 - Recipe for Resentment

作者: Anney GW
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-14 10:34:42
Vienna’s POV

Warren stood there at the threshold, arms crossed, his expression like a gathering storm. His gaze locked onto mine, ice-cold and sharp.

"So," he said, voice low and simmering, "is this the simple boss-employee relationship you’ve been insisting on?"

My mouth opened, but I hesitated. The intensity in his eyes was almost too much to meet.

"Warren," I said finally, trying to keep my voice calm, "you shouldn’t believe a word Ashley just said. She’s a jealous employee who has just been suspended."

He let out a humorless laugh, his eyes not leaving mine. "Oh, but it looks like your boss gives you a lot of... special attention."

Fred stepped forward then, his tone steady but respectful. "Mr. Hale, if I may—"

"No, you may not," Warren snapped, lifting one hand to silence him. "I wasn’t talking to you." He turned back to me, his tone biting.

"You said there was nothing between you two. No special favors, no blurred lines. But she," he jerked his chin toward the doorway Ashley had
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