Chapter 141
If I showed even a hint of weakness now, Dexter and Kimberly would devour us–bones and all I couldn’t afford to lose.
Dexter froze, momentarily stunned.
I took a deep breath, quickly wiped away t
the tears, and turned to Neva. Sorry, Mrs. Norman, for wasting your time with my personal matters | are the materials; the hard copy, and Ive already sent the digital version to your email”
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Neva raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised, but a flicker of admiration crossed her eyes. “Let’s go to your office and discuss it?
An hour later, 1 had gone through everything in detail.
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Neva nodded in approval. “Very impressive. No fluff, every design is spot–on. You’re definitely more capable than the previous ream”
“I just do my job.” I replied coolly. “If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with or if you need any changes, feel free to contact me. My phone’s on
She smiled, a lade amused. “If every partner sent someone like you, it would make life so much easier.”
I gave a small smile, but didn’t respond.
She then shifted the topic. “Was it your ex–husband causing trouble downstairs!”
“Yeah” I lowered my eyes.
She gave me a thoughtful look. “Listen, Dexter’s a very calculating person, and he knows how to hide his true intentions. Someone like you- straightforward and Sery–could get hurt if you’re not careful”
I forced out a bitter laugh. “I know that all too well, but some things can’t be avoided”
I thought, IfI back down, what happens to my son What happens to my family? Can I just m
run away from it all? Clearly, no.
Once someone like Dexter drops the mask, he’ll just escalate things, draining me dry of everything I’ve got left. Besides, I still own at least half of the museum. He has been eyeing it for a while now”
Neva gave me a sly smile. “I really admire your work ethic and personality. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.
I knew she was genuinely offering to help, but I also knew she was enjoying the drama. I understood how people in positions of power in this industry thought. But I didn’t turn her down.
Smiling sincerely, I said, “With your support, Mrs. Norman, I feel much more at ease. Thank you,”
After seeing Neva off. I took a taxi home. That was when I realized my wrist was throbbing painfully.
At first, I thought I could just rough it out, but by the time we were halfway home, the pain was so bad I could barely lift my hand.
I asked the driver to change course and take me to the hospital instead.
Ar the ER. I ran into Jeremy. He glanced at my wrist, then grabbed a tray and sat down across from me.
With smooth, practiced motions, he put on gloves, his face mostly concealed by a mask, leaving only his dark, serious eyes visible.
I felt a bit awkward. “Are there no other doctors? I thought… you weren’t in this department.”
Jeremy replied coolly, “It’s just a minor injury. We deal with
h this sort of thing all the time. The hospital doesn’t need patients telling us how to schrilule doctors, Ms. Moreno. You’re worrying too much.”
I was silent. I thought. Of course, he and his mother share the same attgude: I didn’t argue
He took my wrist, and the pain was so
i was so sharp that tears welled dup instantly.
“Why are you crying!” he frowned, his tone cold, but his grip softened just a little.
“It hurt…” I gritted my teeth. “Maybe you should find another doctor with a gentler touch. I really can’t handle your strength”
He gave me an
ve me an eye–roll and rased up a bit more. After finishing with the injury, he said. “It’s nothing serious–just a soft tissue brune. Take some anti–inflammatory medication”
