Chapter 898

Evelyn pressed her lips together. I've already made up my mind. Nathan doesn't deserve another chance. When it comes to matters of the heart, there's no room for hesitation.

Isabella pulled her into a tight embrace. "Oh, my poor darling... If two men like that were chasing after me, I'd string them along and bleed them dry."

Evelyn rolled her eyes. Could she be any less serious about this? She didn't have the skill—or the desire—to play games. Those men weren't just wealthy heirs. They were ruthless, brilliant, and ruled the corporate world. No woman could manipulate them.

She pushed Isabella away with a sigh. "I'm not as cunning as you."

The office was bathed in golden light, the sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows and scattering prismatic reflections across the crystal paperweight on the desk. Even the air shimmered with an ethereal glow.

The two women decided to drown their frustrations at Velvet Lounge, summoning Natalie and Olivia to join them.

Blackwood Industries

Nathan's expression was ice-cold, his sharp features carved from stone. The suffocating tension in the room made it hard to breathe.

Harrison stood silently, not daring to utter a word. But Julian Whitmore—ever the reckless one—kept talking.

"Ava didn’t mean for things to spiral like this. Who could’ve predicted Annie would be so heartless?"

With every word Julian spoke, Nathan’s jaw tightened further.

Harrison wanted to leave, but he feared a full-blown confrontation.

"It wasn’t easy for Ava to climb this high, and she’s a woman in a cutthroat industry. If you fire her, where will she go? Pacific Crest International won’t take her back. Maybe just a warning would suffice..."

Nathan’s knuckles whitened around the edge of his desk. The air turned glacial.