Chapter 2
The divorce papers were tossed aside.
Eline lay on the bed, her mind drifting back to the night she married Vincent. He had pulled her into the study and handed her a divorce agreement already signed by him.
“I see you as a buddy. How could I sleep with a buddy?
“I’ll sign this first. Once I break free from the Dallman family, we’ll divorce.”
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Since then, they’d had sex together more times than she could count. Vincent was now firmly in control of the Dallman family. But he never brought up divorce again.
Eline had naively believed their years together meant something. But now she realized–it was just that he’d grown used to having her around.
Her presence or absence made no difference to him.
Tear stains still streaked her face, but exhaustion quickly pulled her into sleep.
Suddenly, the lights snapped on.
Vincent yanked her blanket away, jolting Eline awake. Dark circles shadowed her eyes.
“Chelsea made a whole table of food to apologize to you, waiting for you to come home. And you? You storm off without a word, throwing a
tantrum, huh?”
He dragged her out of bed.
Eline’s body went limp. Her knee slammed into the corner of the cabinet with the force of his pull, making her wince in pain.
Vincent didn’t even glance at her. He hauled her straight to the dining
room.
Chelsea shrank like a timid cat when she saw her.
“Ms. Cazemier, I’m so sorry! It was my fault–I grabbed the wrong flash drive. I didn’t know it was Mr. Dallman’s. I’m really ashamed.”
Exhaustion weighed heavy on Eline’s face. She blinked her dry eyes and spoke slowly, “Was it really just a mistake?”
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All of Vincent’s important files were password–protected. Even though she didn’t know the passwords, Chelsea did.
She knew Chelsea’s apology wasn’t sincere.
If Chelsea truly felt guilty, she wouldn’t have left the mess behind and gone straight to Vincent to request leave after screwing up.
Chelsea’s eyes reddened even more. She glanced at Vincent, full of grievance.
“Enough. She already admitted her mistake. Stop pushing it,” Vincent said, narrowing his eyes at Eline, annoyed.
Then he stepped forward and pulled Chelsea to sit beside him.
“And you, silly girl, forgot again? Eline’s not the director anymore.”
Chelsea blushed, head lowered.
Chapter 2
“Mr. Dallman, isn’t that a bit much? Ms. Cazemier has been in that position for so long. Everyone respects her.”
“What’s wrong with it?” He scoffed and turned to Éline, her face pale.
“Eline, do you have a problem with that?”
She stood still, silent.
The tenderness in Vincent’s eyes as he looked at Chelsea didn’t escape
her.
Her chest ached, but she forced a smile and spoke softly, “No problem.”
She had already made up her mind to leave.
From now on, Vincent and the Dallman Group had nothing to do with her.
Seeing this, Chelsea beamed and pushed the dishes toward her.
Eline glanced down. Every dish was loaded with chili. She couldn’t eat any of it.
Her brows furrowed instantly. “You guys eat I’m not hungry.”
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She wasn’t actually full. But eating this on an empty stomach was basically suicide.
Just as she turned to leave, Vincent slammed his fork onto the table.
“Eline, enough with your tantrum!
“If you don’t eat, you and your whole team can pack up and leave!”
