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I said, and Sue scoffed at me. The man was about to speak when Sue put up her hand. “Let me take it from here,” she said to him. Then she sat up straight, boring her eyes into me. “I am speaking to you now because I think I have chosen to trust you as my link. I mean, you didn’t allow me to kill myself for whatever reason—maybe to save yourself. I really do not care.” Her eyes didn’t leave mine as she said this.

She frowned slightly but decided to answer. On the other end, Sue's pleading voice came through, "Miss Haley, I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong... Please, let me out!" "Sue?" Haley raised an eyebrow. She hadn't expected Sue to break down so quickly after only half a day. Sue clutched the phone tightly, her eyes red and swollen from crying, looking pitiful. "Miss Haley, I really know I was wrong. I won't oppose you ever again. Even if this child is born, I won't let him compete for the inheritance. Please, let me go."

Emily said in one breath “ If you think am trying to get you guys together then i won't try anymore , and stop yelling at me .” Emily said leaving the room angrily She was crying when she bumped into Susan . “ Hey , stop crying. What happened?.” Susan stopped Emily “ I want to leave this place , it's suffocating me . I hate the fact that am so easy to bully and am…” Emily said choking on her tears Damn stupid hormones. “ What do you really want ?.” Susan asked

“They just told me to wait for a callback. I’m confident it will be one of these days.” I meet Pam’s eyes. I know we both have the same thought about this. Sue’s audition failed. Again. But of course we are not going to tell her that. We don’t want to murder her spirit. “Sue, didn’t you say that Jack Wills is old? Where did you get that information?” I ask instead, trying to change the topic. I get curious. This has been troubling me for quite a while now. Sue stares at me with a blank frown. “It was from a blog I’ve read. . . I think. I’m not really sure.”

The sound of rain reminded Danny of fly wings brushing together. He was glad he hadn’t let the app guide him into calmness, ushering those barbs back into his brain. If he had, he might not have said what he did next, and to Sue of all people. She was a new employee, one he hadn’t taken the time to get to know, yet she cared enough to chase him into the men’s toilets. To force him to say what he didn’t want to admit. Sue: good people.

Sue felt disrespected and raged, but Doreen was unrepentant, deducing that this was personal and not business. “Well, we don’t have what you are looking for so check with another company.” Sue’s frown deepened and she felt it was because Doreen was a friend of the CEO’s new wife from the trending news where Doreen was the maid of honor. She had no idea that Doreen had a strong relationship with Gabriel. “You are so rude. Is it because you are banging my man?” Sue dropped the pretense and meant to embarrass Doreen. Seeing that Doreen was wearing an engagement ring, they felt that she was cheating on her fiancé, giving her disgusting glares.

“If Edward doesn’t leave Emily soon, things will get messy. I’m not going to lose everything I’ve worked for just because some middle-aged florist decided to play perfect housewife.” “Sometimes I wonder what would happen if Laura got dragged into the storm. She breaks so easily. She cries even easier. People like her don’t survive scandals—they collapse.” Sue’s grip tightened on the pages. Laura. Always Laura. Sweet, quiet, soft Laura. The girl who still made her carbonara last week and cried with her in the hallway. The girl she loved like a sister— and envied in ways she hated admitting. Sue turned the page. Another Entry — the darkest one yet

Meg had it renovated when Frank came so that she could cook, and while she was planning to make breakfast today, she entered and found Sue already cooking. She was standing upright too, a stark contrast to Meg's hunched gait. "Impressive. I'm surprised those small hips are that tough!" She sighed earnestly. Sue smiled in wry amusement. "Tough, my ass. He woke up just as I got in and kicked me out!" "What?!" Meg could hardly believe it—Frank was never that cold and was quite pleased to get it going with lookers. Why would he reject Sue…? Still, it probably made sense after Meg thought about it—be it Alda, Sylvie, Lara Gold, or even Meg herself, they had some degree of social connection with F

“Fine, I’ll do it. But know this. You better sleep with one eye open, because I won’t forget this. I won’t forgive you for what you’re making me do.” Emily’s laughter rang through the room. “Oh, you’re always so entertaining,” she taunted, a cruel glint in her eyes. “But in your case, you better not sleep at all, dear. Or you might just end up in a coffin. R.I.P.” With a final, disdainful flick of her cigarette on Susan, Emily placed her back in her purse, and with a smirk playing on her lips, she turned and walked out of the apartment, leaving Susan in a haze of fear and anger.

Even with the open windows bringing in the cooler, night air, this heat wave was clearly here to stay for a bit. “Whoa.” Susie’s reaction got my attention, and I looked over at her screen. “Is this his late wife?” she asked. I recognized the woman in the picture she was looking at. I had seen her pictures and portraits all over the forbidden room Lilly and Anna had locked me into before Dominic fired them. “Yes, it is.” “She looks just like Emma…” Susie murmured. My brows bunched together as I leaned forward to look closer at her laptop. “No, she doesn’t.”