Chapter 757 Zac and Lucy’s Spat
Mr. Carlos, probably a little tipsy, responded vaguely.
Cherise’s grip tightened around her phone at the mention of SumTimes, Gwenn’s workplace. The mere
idea of Gwenn tampering with her academic paper sent a wave of nausea.
For the past five years, Cherise had consciously avoided conflict with Gwenn. Engaging with someone
like her held no appeal, and Cherise had her own life and responsibilities to prioritize. But the more she
avoided, the brazen Gwenn became, especially lately.
Cherise closed her eyes and drew a deep breath, knowing the time for settling scores with Gwenn was
coming.
However, the immediate concern was Zachary and Lyra’s wedding. He had gotten injured shielding her,
and she felt obligated to see the arrangements in his absence.
With this thought in mind, they arrived at the New World Restaurant. Damien, ever composed, opened
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther door and said, “I have friends at SumTimes. Don’t worry, I’ll get them to look into this.”
Cherise finally allowed her grip to relax, a wave of relief washing over her. She knew Gwenn wouldn’t
back down easily, but with Damien on her side, she had nothing to fear.
Together, they walked hand-in-hand into the lively venue.
Damien had reserved the entire third floor of the New World Restaurant for the lab gathering. As
Cherise and Damien walked up the stairs, the sounds of laughter and lively chatter reached their ears.
A smile spread across Cherise’s face; it had been long since she had attended such a vibrant event.
Sometimes, when life throws you curveballs, seeing others reveling in joy can be just the antidote your
spirit needs.
Pushing open the door to the third floor, they were met with an eruption of cheers. Heather, beaming,
instantly calling out, “Hey, Cherry! Mr. Lenoir!”
Mr. Carlos, brimming with excitement, approached Damien with a raised wine glass.
Cherise smiled, her grip tightening on Damien’s hand. Just as she was about to join the festivities, her
eyes fell upon Lennon. Seated next to Heather, he was engaged in a lively conversation, occasionally
taking a sip from his drink..
A sudden unease washed over Cherise, prompting a frown.
She couldn’t help but imagine how Lucy would react if she walked in on Damien sharing such intimacy.
with another woman. It mirrored the same discomfort Cherise felt when she encountered Lucy’s
husband, intimately conversing and sharing drinks with another woman at a bar alone.
With pursed lips, Cherise contemplated whether to inform Lucy. As if summoned by her thoughts, the
door swung open, revealing Lucy clad in black. She walked in with a purposeful stride, oblivious to
Cherise and Damien standing by the entrance.
Her eyes immediately found Lennon, and she marched towards him briskly, leaving no room for
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“Have you already forgotten what I told you? No drinking, remember? Is your liver on a suicide
mission? And your stomach, is it looking forward to retirement?” Lucy’s voice cut through the festive
atmosphere.
She snatched the glass from Heather’s hand, which she had just filled for Lennon, and slammed it on
the floor. The shattering sound echoed through the room, abruptly silencing the festive crowd.
“I don’t care if you wish to kill yourself, but before you do, please donate your kidneys to someone who
actually wants to live!
Lucy’s words, laced with raw anger and fierce determination, silenced the entire third floor. Brimming
with conversations and laughter, the previously boisterous crowd froze.
All eyes turned towards her, the once joyous atmosphere replaced by a tense silence, broken only by
hushed whispers.
Heather felt her face burn with shame. The shattered glass on the floor served as a reminder of her
actions. Despite knowing his health concerns, she invited Lennon, filled his glass, and encouraged him
to drink. Now, she was forced to confront the consequences of her behavior.