Chapter 9
The next day at the office, people kept casting cudous glances my way
When I reached my office door, I finally understood why.
The lock had been changed.
Inside, Camille sat with her legs crossed. She was wearing a mocking smile.
“Ms. Layton, could you please unlock my office door?”
“I threw your things out,” Camille sneered. “From now on, you can work in the hallway.
“Don’t dirty my space.”
I remained silent, the moment stretching on like an eternity.
All my documents were packed into three large cardboard boxes on the floor.
“Aren’t you leaving yet?”
“On it.”
Without showing any emotion, I gathered the boxes and stepped out.
The office was struck by an unusual sight–the chairwoman’s secretary relegated to working
in the hallway.
Papers lay
y scattered on the floor as I crouched like a punished student, silently immersed in
my work.
“Mr. Wexler, this document needs your approval.”
A few department heads stopped by. Their tone was courteous, but the judgment in their eyes. was unmistakable.
“Very well,” I responded evenly.
But as I flipped through the documents, my brow furrowed.
“The Zane family?”
My mind immediately jumped to the pretty boy Camille had spent the night with.
“There’s something off about this.”
One of the department heads shot me an indifferent glance and said, “Mr. Wexler, this is Ms. Layton’s directive.”
Her directive?
What a total fool.
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“If this is Ms. Laylon’s decision, then-”
Just as I was about to sign, my hand suddenly froze.
I couldn’t bring myself to put my signature on the paper.
If it were simply a routine partnership, maybe I could overlook it.
But this was far more serious.
The Zane family planned to set up a foundation and enter the logistics industry.
Yet they had no experience in this sector. The Layton family wouldn’t just be investing money
they’d have to invest their time and effort as well.
To make things worse, the Zane family was currently facing a financial crisis.
If this deal went through and the Laytons put in their investment, the Zane family would unfairly walk away with half the profits when the company was eventually sold.
I wasn’t concerned about the money; it wasn’t mine to begin with.
But I was the one signing the agreement. If anything went wrong, the blame would fall squarely on me.
In the worst case, I could even face legal repercussions.
“Wait just a minute.”
Clutching the contract, I stormed into Camille’s office.
Camille
“You’re so annoying,” giggled into the phone. Her voice was playful and flirtatious
But the moment her eyes landed on me, her expression hardened.
Her lips curled into a faint smirk as she pointed a finger at me.
“Come here.”
1 approached in silence.
“Kneel.”
I obeyed without hesitation, crouching down in front of her.
She stretched out one foot toward me.
“My shoes are filthy.”
With a blank expression, I slid my hand into my pocket, ready to grab a tissue.
“Did I say you could use that?” she sneered. “Use your white shirt.”
Camille raised her chin. A mocking smile played on her lips as she stared down at me.
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I inhaled deeply, forcing down the anger bubbling inside. Without a word, I did as she said.
“Aww, isn’t he just a perfectly trained muttface?
As Camille put the call on speaker, a smug voice rang out through the room.
It was that arrogant pretty boy from the Zane family.
“What’s the point of a lapdog that won’t listen?” Camille sneered, shooting me at contemptuous look.
“Exactly. Getting to wipe your shoes is probably the best thing that’s ever happened to his miserable life.”
“Likewise, sleeping with me must be the highlight of yours,” Camille teased, letting out a flirtatious laugh.
“That’s the kind of luck most people don’t get in a hundred lifetimes. Camille, are you free tonight? I can’t stop thinking about you!”
Camille giggled like a shameless flirt.
“Are you sure you miss me? Sounds to me like you’re just horny.”
“Yeah, guilty as charged. So, can I come over?”
She shot me a teasing look
“Alright then. I’ll have my lapdog swing by to pick you up.”
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