[Mr. Lopez nished back to Eldoma City overnight because of your issue. Now that things are getting
really hot in Lumina Bay, he had to rush back. However, he said heâd be back in a few days, which just
goes to show that Mr. Lopez also wants to get this mess sorted out] Dorothy chuckled as she stared at
her computer screen, feeling a bit puzzled.
Was Everett doing this to clear his name? Or was he womed that if the truth came out, it would tamish
Heatherâs reputation a bit more?
And what did he mean by âI want to protect you?
She thought about it for a while but didnât spend too much time mulling over it.
Dorothy got up and walked out of her office, heading straight for the legal department.
âHi, is Ms. Heather in the office today?â She asked a female staffer in the legal department as she got
off the elevator.
Obviously, this woman was in the know about Dorothy and Heathers situation. Her eyes sparkled with a
mix of caution and excitement, as if Dorothy were part of some grand dama
âWhat do you need from her?â
âI need to have a private chat with her about the companyâs investigationâ
Dorothy stood her ground, neither arrogant nor guilty
The womanâs eyes darted around. Tll ask Ms. Heather. Sheâs here, but she might not have time to see
you
âGreat, thank you for your troubleâ
Dorothy stood waiting, and soon the woman scurried back
âMs. Heather says you can just go in â
âThank youâ
She walked straight to Heatherâs office door knocked, and entered when she heard a response.
Heather locked up still wearing her gentle smile.
âI didnât expect you to come looking for meâ
â didnât expect it eitherâ Dorally looked at her face, which was somewhat similar to her own, and smiled.
âI guess I was slow on the uptake. When we first met I didnât notice anything
Heatherâs hand gripping her pen pained.
A few seconds later, she moved. âDo you think that day was our first meeting?â
Dorothy looked at her silent
Heather stood up from behind her desk and walked over to her in high heels as a smirk played on her
lips. âTo be precise, that was our second meetingâ
Dorothy fell silent
âI remember when you were in high school, you worked at a fast food joint after school. When I found
out about it on my fatherâs phone. I made a special trip to see youâ Heather lightly brushed her
shoulder with her finger. Her lone was casual, like she was telling someone elseâs story and not her
own. âDo you know how happy I felt when I saw that you were skinny and malnourished?â
Dorothy clenched her fists and met Heatherâs gaze. âOnly you and your mother could be so brazen
about being the other womanâ âWhat do you mean by Hie other womanâ? Have you ever received a
fatherâs love? Did he ever care if you were alive or dead?â Heather scoffed mockingly. Itâs only in this
era that a father canât unilaterally divorce his wife! Heâs brought up divorce so many times. He even
took it to court, but your mother wouldnât agree! You know, I kind of pity her. It must be a shame to have
to cling to that marriage license for a lifetime?
âI pity your mother too. It must be a shame to have to bear the title of the other woman for a lifetimeâ
Dorothy retorted
That hit Heather where it hurt.
She raised her hand to hit Dorothy but this time, Donathy was prepared.
She grabbed Heatherâs wrist and, with a hard push, sent her sprawling on the Boor
Heathers unhealed surgical wound added to the pain, and sho
Suddenly the door to Heatherâs office was flung open.
Everett strode in with a dark expression on his handsome face.
whimper.
âDorothy, what are you doing here?
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