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Chapter 78

Author: Oluwapelumi
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-27 06:18:44

Devon’s POV

“Get out. Now.”

She said and her voice was filled with so much disdain and finality.

Her words slashed through my heart and I froze in place. I didn't expect her to react like this, not after she had been so calm just moments ago.

I opened my mouth to speak in my defense or at least try to explain to her what I wanted to say, hoping that maybe she'd give me a chance but her expression hardened even more and she raised her hand stopping me.

“I don’t want to hear it, Devon. Just go,” she said, her tone clipped. “Get back to work.”

She dismissed me before returning her head back to the system placed in front of her, even if she didn't look up again I could tell she was daring me to defy her. My chest tightened and instant regret overwhelmed me. I wanted to tell her everything,explain how sorry I was again and again, no matter how long it took.

I nodded though I was reluctant and headed to the door, heading outside her office. The door closed behind me with a soft thud b
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