NovelEnglishAustin had not lied to her! Ophelia almost wanted to slap herself. Of all the people she could've picked a fight with at work, it had to be someone you just don't cross.
"I'll take my leave, Ms. Sanchez," she muttered, not daring to linger any longer as she hustled out of Dorothy's office.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDorothy sighed, her elegant brow furrowing in frustration. She hated playing the 'Everett card' to command respect, especially since they were no longer together. It felt so awkward.
Her phone was still ringing. Dorothy snatched it up and hit the answer button.
"Hey, Everett." "You getting bullied?" His voice was unmistakable, even raspy and hoarse from illness. It carried an undeniable authority. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"No," Dorothy replied, thinking he was just guessing. "No one dares mess withat the Lopez Corporation! I just... suddenly wanted to check on how Abigail and Langston were doing at school." There was a pause on the other end before Everett spoke, "I heard about the office spat." "What spat?" "The argument you had." Dorothy was stunned. "How do you even know about that?" "I tried calling you, but you didn't pick up, so I had someone check the fourth project team's security cams." Dorothy was speechless. Privacy was evidently a myth when it cto Everett's turf.
"It's cool. It was just a little tiff with a colleague. She's already apologized!" But Everett was clearly not pleased. "That person won't be at the Lopez Corporation ANY longer." "Hey, no! She cto my office to apologize. Don't fire her. It'll make things super awkward for me." If she said she forgave Ophelia only for Everett to turn around and fire her, that would make it seem like she complained behind her back! "She's just an assistant. The Lopez Corporation won't miss her." "But I've only been here for six months. I don't want to stir up any trouble." Their conversation hit a lull.
After a while, Dorothy broke the silence. "You sick, Everett?" "No.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Liar, I can hear it in your voice. What's up with your throat?" He was always too stubborn for his own good. She knew he hadn't answered her call earlier because he didn't want her to hear that he was unwell.
"Everett, go see a doctor if you're sick. I'm not around, and Abigail and Langston count on you to take care of them." "They're fine." "I know you've got the kids well taken care of, but they need their dad! And if you're sick, you can't play with them." There was another heavy silence on Everett's end before he finally said, "I got it." "I gotta go. Take your medicine, get your shots." "Alright." Dorothy exhaled deeply after hanging up. Talking to Everett was like walking on eggshells. Every word, every sentence, had to be weighed carefully. Conversations were tricky terrain for exes.
On the way to the tech summit in Liberty City, Everett stared, athism darkened phone screen for what seemed like an eternity.
As they neared their destination, he finally shifted his gazeto Kevin, who fed his gazeto was driving.
"What did you tell Dorothy?" "Uh, nothing much, really" Everett looked down, his voide firm. "Don't talk to her about my business next time." X
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