《In love with my boss》全部章節：第 141 章 - 第 150 章

Evelyn's POV I could only trust them as far as I could throw them with my left hand, and that was not far at all. I had just survived an accident, and I did not need anyone to tell me it was her.Rosa.That desperate social climber.HR had already told me she had a secret. Something big. Something she was waiting to use at the perfect time.Of course she saw me as a threat. I was gladly one.She probably tried to kill me, then called hours later pretending to care. And Alex? He had already been completely blinded by her.How could he not care that I was gone the entire day, only to show up and start demanding apologies from me?No.If this was what having a brother felt like, I would rather be alone.The moment they stepped out, I followed them. I was not going to sit in that hospital room while they planned to kill me. They had not gone far when I reached the door. They stood close, speaking in low tones, like they were sharing something important. Rather, like they were plotting so

Rosa's POV The smug on her face vanished. I was the one smiling now. She had thought she was somebody important.“It's not true,” she said, this time her voice quiet, no longer carrying that air of arrogance. “The gate…” she pointed. “It identified me as a Kane.”“I registered your name and ID there because I knew someday you'd come to your senses and look for me.”She shook her head again.“This could be a fabricated letter,” she said. “My mum never wrote it.”“And a DNA test? Will that be okay for you? Will a testimony from William Bush, your uncle, be enough?”She shook her head. “An uncle?”“Yes,” Alex replied. “I'll take you to him after you make that apology. But first…you owe Rosa a big apology, don't you think?”If she was wise, she would choose peace, swallow her huge pride, and do exactly what Alex asked her. “I'm sorry,” she muttered incoherently.“As loud as you were when you called her unprintable names.”Call me petty but I was dying to hear her apologize to not only m

Rosa's POV Alex’s flight was scheduled for early that morning, and once he was gone, the mansion felt too quiet. And too empty.If Old Man Kane had been around, at least there would have been some form of entertainment, chatting with him, and making him tea. I was too restless to stay home, so I decided to go to work even though I had planned to take the day off.My mornings looked very different now.I had five personal assistants. By seven, they confirmed whether I would be coming in. And by eight, my official vehicle was waiting. My team, as I liked to call them, always stood at the entrance of the company, ready for me.It was quite a sight, watching them flank me in their sharp black and white suits, carrying themselves with polished confidence.It was fun. And it was something I had never imagined for myself.That morning, as I stepped into reception, my eyes met Patra’s. I wanted to talk to her, to give her one final chance to come clean. Maybe she knew something damaging abou

Rosa's POV I couldn’t breathe.Everything crashed into place at once. The shock was sharp and electrifying, and the betrayal cut deep into my heart. Patra was Taylor Casatelli all along. All this time.Memory followed memory as I sat down there, staring at the blurred photo. I remembered the day she told me Charles was cheating, the quiet way she had said it, like she had been so certain. All along, it had been her.It had been fucking her.My hands trembled as I held the phone. It took everything in me not to drop it. I had suspected she was hiding something, but never this. Never something this terrible.My vision blurred with tears. I lifted my head and stared at the street leading to her house and my chest ached.I had trusted her.All this time, she had been working for Charles. Sleeping with him long before he ever came near me. Our meeting had probably been arranged. Nancy, Charles, and her…they had all fooled me.For a moment, I almost told the driver to turn back. I wanted

Rosa's POV The next two days passed in a blur. I was not myself. Because the betrayal still lingered, sharp and unbearable in my chest.I woke up the morning after discovering who Patra truly was, feeling sick and unable to get out of bed. At some point, I drifted back to sleep. When I woke up again, it was midday, and my phone was ringing. I peeked at my phone on the nightstand and saw it was a call from Alex.He was calling to remind me to eat.If only he knew I had not even had breakfast.I forced myself to eat something small, but the disgust I felt toward myself made everything difficult to swallow. I could not even bring myself to shower until evening, when I could no longer stand the way I felt in my own skin.The rest of the day passed with me lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, the pristine walls, and the chandelier. I kept asking myself the same question.Was I even worthy of any of this?Sleep eventually claimed me again until a knock on my door woke me sometime in the e