Chapter 93 She Was Jealous

"I heard they've been spotted together at all sorts of events, and someone even snapped a photo of them heading back to a hotel!" Hearing this, Melinda's heart clenched.

She tried to stay composed and said lightly, "Those are just baseless rumors. No solid proof. Let's not spread them around."

Kathy looked at her calm demeanor and couldn't help but admire her self-control.

On the surface, Melinda seemed calm, but the rumors about Raymond and Celestia were like a thorn in her heart, making it hard to let go.

Melinda sneered inwardly. Raymond's way of pursuing someone was certainly high- profile! Sending flowers, inviting her to dinner, not caring if the whole company knew. Was this his way of publicly declaring his love for Celestia?

She looked up at Kathy, her tone cold, "You don't need to tell me about these things in the future. I'm not interested."

Kathy puffed out her cheeks and quietly left the room.

Melinda rubbed her temples, trying to refocus on work, but she found it impossible. Her mind was filled with images of Raymond, making it hard to concentrate.

Around three in the afternoon, Delilah called for a meeting.

Melinda took a deep breath, got up, and walked to the conference room. She had to adjust her mindset and not let personal feelings affect her work.

Meanwhile, in Celestia's office, she was leaning back in her chair, admiring the roses on her desk.

The flowers were a gift from Raymond on her first day at work.

Though it was just a simple bouquet, it made Celestia's heart feel sweet as honey.

She was originally an orphan adopted by Rufus.

Rufus had groomed her to be an elite since she was young, graduating from prestigious schools, fluent in four languages, and exuding an air of elegance in her every move.

However, in the power struggle within the Thomas family, she became a pawn, fostered uirerer vår silan' Shraîne, appearrings tirnayımentorshiliéras Marsrlan' Segritimant urduyrher.” Marshall, once a close friend of Raymond's father, was actually tightly controlled by Rufus.

The leverage Rufus held over Marshall forced him to comply, using Celestia to gain control of the Thomas Group.

And Celestia, to repay Rufus for raising her, willingly became his weapon, vowing to help Raymond's uncle Rufus reclaim the Thomas Group.

Back in her office, Melinda exhaled and prepared to finish her work before the end of the day.

However, as soon as she tried to focus, images of Raymond and Celestia popped into her mind again. Frustrated, she tapped her head, trying to dispel the thoughts.

What's wrong with her? Why couldn't she stop thinking about these images? It must be because she had spent too much time with Raymond, and he had influenced her mind!

Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up and answered, "Hello!"

Raymond's deep, charming voice came from the other end, "I'm coming over for dinner tonight. Make sure to cook some of my favorite dishes."

A surge of inexplicable anger rose in Melinda's heart, "I'm not your maid. If you want to eat, take Ms. Banks out!"

Without waiting for a response, she angrily hung up the phone.

Melinda just felt incredibly irritated.

Raymond, on the other hand, looked at the disconnected call in surprise...

But a few seconds later, a smile spread across Raymond's face, like a spring breeze, unable to hide his inner satisfaction.

Melinda was finally starting to get jealous of him being with another woman.

Who told her to get so close to her blind date, Leo?

He needed to vent his frustration too.

After work, Melinda picked up Sam from school and headed home. She really didn't feel like cooking, so she bought some spaghetti from the supermarket, planning to have a simple meal with Sam.

"Mommy, is Mr. Thomas coming over for spaghetti tonight?" Sam asked, looking a bit disappointed when he didn't see Raymond after school.

"He won't be coming over anymore," Melinda said as she started cooking the spaghetti, trying to keep her tone calm.

"Why?" Sam asked, blinking in confusion.

"He's... he's just really busy," Melinda made up an excuse, not wanting to tell Sam that Raymond was busy dating another woman.

After dinner, Sam went to his room to play with his Rubik's cube, while Melinda lay on her bed, unable to sleep.

Her mind kept replaying the scene of Raymond kissing her, the details playing over and over like a movie.

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Frustrated, she turned over and closed her eyes, trying to push the images out of her mind.

At this moment, what was Raymond doing? Was he really on a date with Celestia?

The more Melinda thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She sat up, turned

on the TV, and tried to distract herself with a show.

But on the screen, there was Raymond and Celestia, hand in hand at some event, looking very close.

She felt like she was going crazy because of Raymond.

She picked up her phone, wanting to text Raymond and ask him what he was up to.

But in the end, she didn't have the courage to send it.

The next morning, after a sleepless night, Melinda got up, looked in the mirror, and saw herself with dark circles under her eyes, looking utterly exhausted. She was shocked.

Raymond was truly her nemesis!

After dropping Sam off at school, Melinda bought a cup of coffee and hurried to the

lab.

As she sipped the bitter coffee, sitting in her office, she couldn't help but feel a sense of heartbreak.

"Celestia got flowers again! Such a big bouquet!"

"Mr. Thomas must have sent them. These flowers are so beautiful!" The female

colleagues in the lab were gossiping in the break room.

Melinda had just returned to her office and closed the door when she heard the faint chatter from the break room.

"It must be from Mr. Thomas. How romantic!" Their voices weren't loud, but they pierced Melinda's heart.

She couldn't bear to imagine Raymond and Celestia being romantic together.

At that moment, Celestia looked at the flowers on her desk, raising her chin, a look of

disdain in her eyes.

These weren't from Raymond, but from Rufus.

To her, these flowers were a death sentence.

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She chose to remain silent.

In her heart, sometimes rumors could be the last straw that broke a person.

She had to speed up and make Raymond fall in love with her.

Only then could Rufus drive Raymond out of the Thomas Group without any hesitation.

Melinda returned to her office, opened her laptop, and took a deep breath, trying to

pull her thoughts away from the entanglement with Raymond and Celestia.

She put down her bag, and just as she was about to start working, her phone suddenly

rang.

Melinda answered, and a deep voice came through, "Come to my office."

She didn't need to ask who it was.

Melinda frowned instinctively. Despite her reluctance, she drove to the Thomas Group building.

After all, Raymond was her boss, and she couldn't refuse his orders.

Pushing open the door to the CEO's office, Melinda immediately saw Raymond

standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was dressed in a charcoal black suit, with a matching shirt underneath. The tailored

suit accentuated his well-built physique.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall and straight, exuding a strong masculine aura.

Raymond was the best-looking man in a suit Melinda had ever seen.

"Mr. Thomas, you wanted to see me?" Melinda tried to keep her voice calm and indifferent.

Raymond turned around, his sharp gaze scrutinizing her. Perhaps due to her sleepless night, her complexion looked bad, and the dark circles under her eyes were particularly noticeable.

He felt a pang of sympathy, but then he thought, this was just because she cared too

much.

Raymond's eyes darkened, his voice emotionless, "I've noticed your performance has

been off lately. The error rate in your reports is quite high."

Melinda was slightly taken aback, feeling guilty, "How is that possible?"

"What?" Raymond's tone carried a hint of suspicion.