Semua Bab Seducing Professor Cal : Bab 71 - Bab 80

“Callaghan Dankworth is Aiden Acosta’s father.” Myra blurted out, desperate to give Tricia something, anything, that would turn her microscopic eyes away from her.Greg gasped beside her, and Myra thought to add, “Allegedly. The Professor has denied paternity from the time the incident happened, when he was a teenager.”Tricia was nodding to this. “So you took on the mission of seducing your fiancé's father.”Myra’s jaw fell, “Of course not. I had no idea the man was his father there in the boardroom. I had never met him and at that moment I had forgotten his last name.”“And when you found out, what did you do?”That was when Myra realized she had just walked into a trap she herself had laid for many people in the past in the interrogation room. She had fallen for the oldest trick of provoking the truth out of a person.Now she had to go the whole way, or it would be clear she was holding something back, and then this woman would not want to work with her anymore.“I turned down t

Myra was faintly aware of her bedroom door opening, but she could do nothing. It felt like her body had locked her out, so she had no control over it.She wanted to move her legs, go see who was coming into her bedroom, and, most importantly, she wanted to tear her eyes away from the image in the mirror so she could stop f*cking screaming.But she could do none of these things, because she was not in control of her body. She had become a stranger her body did not want to house anymore, an intruder, so it firmly locked her out. She was now merely a spectator who had to watch from outside, helpless, as her body crashed out.She saw Greg run into the room, and hold her, but she could not feel anything, because she was not in that body. And when his lips began to move, his eyes growing wider as he stared at her, terrified at what was playing out before him, she could not hear him.She saw the image still staring at her body before the mirror, teasing her with that smirk, mocking her,

Myra did not meet the eyes of anyone who had looked up to stare at them, and did not bother to share their smile.She held her head high as she stared at Aiden. “Why are you here?” She repeated.Aiden moved close till his face was only inches away. “To check on my fiancé, is that so bad?”“Don’t be delusional.”“Delusional? Let’s spend the day together,” he said, and her hands balled into fists beside her. He must have sensed she was about to skirt around him and walk away, because he quickly moved to the right where she had planned to go.“What is wrong with you, Myra? I don’t understand this nonsense you keep going on about,” he said, his forehead wrinkled in worry. “It’s normal to have cold feet just before a wedding. I understand that, but this, this is just too much.”Her eyes darted around to the few people scattered around in lounge chairs in the lobby. She wondered how long it would take for the people at the college to hear this news. How long would it take before it also

“You’ll so regret this.” Lica shrieked, the veins in her neck popping.“I don’t see what you can do except call mommy dearest.” Myra responded in the most nonchalant tone she could produce, as she opened her purse to make sure she had not destroyed her laptop that had been inside the whole time.“You witch.” Lica threw herself forward, her whole weight into the move as she tried to lunge for Myra.Myra turned in time to see her wide, enraged eyes, but whether she planned to shred her to pieces with those talons she called nails, or to body-slam her to the ground, she would never know, because someone got in between both of them at that moment and stopped her.“Stop it.” Atlas’s voice came out firm and strong, and his eyes looked vicious. Lica at first continued struggling, but she went still when she looked up into his eyes, and Myra’s mind traveled back to the dossier she read on Atlas.All these people must have known the old Atlas before he became a changed person, and she was alm

Myra hastily placed her hand on Greg's shoulder and squeezed. “I just need to be outside.” Greg was watching her, and she knew he was analyzing her, reading her like one of those dossiers they always made at the office.She winced and took her hand off his shoulder, feeling uncomfortable.“I’m guessing you don’t want me to come with you.” His eyes stared ahead, and she turned to see Atlas parked in front, staring at Greg with a cool gaze from behind the sunglasses he had on.“You’re misunderstanding this. I have to be far away from this case. I need a breather.”“I am your partner. Do you remember one of these people murdered Valentina, and then Bryce, and we don’t know who it is yet? I am supposed to never let you out of my sight.” His eyes had gone from offended to concerned again, his glassy blue eyes the same shade as hers, begging her to stay.“I can take care of myself.”“Do you have your gun?”“No. I don’t need my gun to take care of myself. She laughed, trying to lighten th