Chapter 974

Chapter 974:

The employees’ curiosity about the unfolding gossip kept them rooted in place, delaying their departure from work. They feigned busyness on their phones, but their attention was glued to the scene unfolding around Andrew.

Evita could feel their stares boring into her.

In the past, she might have suggested taking the conversation somewhere private, but now she couldn’t be bothered. Andrew had backed her into a corner; she saw no reason to protect his reputation any longer.

“Andrew, the thing I despise most is being the other woman. If you really have feelings for me, prove it. Show me your sincerity instead of using your power to crush me. This ban of yours only backfires!”

Gasp!

The employees nearby were so startled, they nearly dropped their phones.

Who was this woman, boldly claiming Andrew was forcing her to be the other woman? Was Madisyn not enough for him? Or had Andrew completely lost his taste? This woman must be out of her mind.

The employees swallowed hard and subtly shifted their positions to eavesdrop more effectively, all while straining to catch a glimpse of this audacious woman.

Inside the car, Andrew, no stranger to unusual encounters, found Evita’s words utterly bizarre.

After the initial shock, all he felt was sheer disbelief.

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Did Evita genuinely think he harbored feelings for her? He paused, his foot hovering over the gas pedal, his icy gaze slicing into her.

“Evita, what gave you the ridiculous idea that I have feelings for you?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Evita couldn’t stand the pretense. Leaning against the half-open window, she stubbornly listed her so-called evidence.

“When I was interviewed for your secretary, you hired me on the spot. When I got hurt, you sent someone to give me a bandage. When I needed two hundred thousand, you found me a job without hesitation. But because of Madisyn, I could…”

“Only accept your help in secret. When I refused, you blacklisted me. Now, no company dares to hire me. You’re the only one left who can help me. You’ve achieved your goal. Are you satisfied?”

The employees eavesdropping widened their eyes in shock.

“Wait… is that Evita?”

“Did you hear what she said? Does Mr. Klein really like her? That’s impossible!”

“If Mr. Klein and Miss Johns’s love story isn’t real, I might as well give up on romance altogether.”

The employees’ murmured gossip drifted to Evita’s ears. She bit her lip, her eyes locking onto Andrew with a gaze heavy with indescribable bitterness.

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