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Chapter 6: Slap
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2024-12-05 10:49:29Ashley smirked. “So, you’re saying Mr. Albert isn’t good enough for you? You think you’re too good for him, Angela?”
Ashley was pushing buttons on purpose, just waiting to see how Angela would handle it.
Angela saw right through her. “Of course not.”
“Oh, so you fell for him at first sight, then? Mr. Albert, looks like my sister is quite pleased with you.” Ashley stirred the pot with a sly grin.
Angela stayed cool. “Honestly, I don’t think I’m good enough for Mr. Albert. To be frank, I haven’t lived with them in years. Did they tell you I’m some obedient, well-mannered girl?”
Juan nodded. That’s exactly what Sam had told him.
Angela leaned in. “Truth is, I smoke, I drink, I hit the clubs. I’ve had two abortions. Go ahead, check the hospital records. I didn’t even know who the fathers were. Oh, and I’m pregnant again. The doctor said I can’t abort this one; it’d ruin my chances. But hey, if you’re interested, we can get the marriage certificate tomorrow.”
Juan’s face darkened. “Your family sent me a woman like this? Are you kidding me?”
Curve figures. Pretty face, nothing but trouble.
Sam’s face went pale. “Mr. Albert, it’s not true! Don’t listen to her nonsense!”
But Juan was already livid. He slammed his fork down and stormed out.
Sam’s hand shot up, striking Angela across the face.
She was stunned, the sting sharp and immediate. It took her a moment to process it.
“Angela, I’ve been too lenient with you. How dare you offend Mr. Albert?” Sam’s anger boiled over.
This was his big shot. If Angela married Juan, he’d pocket billions.
“Where’s my mom’s keepsake?” Angela’s voice was steady.
“You want her things? Why don’t you just die, you useless brat! Wasted years raising you, and for what?” Sam spat the words, each more cutting than the last.
“If anyone’s going down, it’s you. I grew up with Grandma, remember? You never raised me. I’ll get my mom’s things back, one way or another. Try to force me into this marriage, and I’ll call the cops. I’ll blow it up online too. Let’s see who gets humiliated then.”
Angela had learned a lot from Kyle over the years, and it showed. Her presence now had weight.
Sam was taken aback. This wasn’t the same Angela. She’d grown a backbone.
…
Angela got home late. Her grandma was already asleep. Thank goodness. Seeing the mark on her face would’ve broken her heart.
She grabbed some ice, pressing it to her cheek. The slap had been hard. By morning, the swelling hadn’t gone down.
Kyle still hadn’t approved her resignation. She had to keep working.
Back to the office, the whispers started. “Did you see Angela’s face? Definitely got slapped. Wonder what happened?”
Angela was always the topic of gossip. Too pretty not to be.
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