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Chapter 5
I used to desperately want him to acknowledge me pritely, best he always foved excodes to MOVÉ I
But everyone at his company knew Vanessa. Once, I urgently went to find only to see of people ingut and Vanessa, calling her “sister in law affectionately.
Vanessa blushed shyly, standing by his side, and they really did look like a tongle
Ades just smiled and didn’t explain.
That day, I didn’t know how I left the building When I got home and contructed Lucas, be sauda was just a joke that be elder take seriously, and that I was overreacting, He even made me video that with Vanese to prov
Vanessa laughed at me during the call, using the same old excuse “If I wanted to be with E. would happened a long time
agu.”
At that time, I doubted myself, thinking I wasn’t good enough compared to Vanessa, which is why Lucas never pad metrico
to me.
But after that accident, looking back at those moments, I realized how shameless they were, and bow foolish I had teem
They had been hiding behind the guise of friendship while engaging in ambiguous behavior, yet expected me to be the perfe understanding partner, what a joke.
The next day, Lucas still called, asking if I would come. When I refused again, his prepar
“Do whatever you want, Violet. I’m giving you a chance to be acknowledged publicly. If you don’t appremate doar come crying to me later.”
Hearing his grandiose tone. I quietly hung up the phone.
If this had happened in the past, his words would have thrilled me, and I wouldn’t have slept all night from extement. But now, all I could think about was healing and preparing for the meaningful work with my mentor, helping more people
To better engage in the project, I packed my things and moved into the company dormitory
I didn’t take much with me because the house I shared with Lucas was mine. Lucas had bought a house, but it was Vanessa who lived there.
He had said, “You have your own house, but Vanessa has it tough; she doesn’t even have a place to stay.” With that sentence, Lucas moved into my house, while Vanessa enjoyed the one he bought.
On my way to the dormitory, I received a call from Vanessa.
“Violet, you lost. I heard Lucas is going to publicly announce his partner tonight. Guess who’s wearing that dress?” Her voice was dripping with triumph. I calmly responded, “Aren’t you supposed to be an independent woman? Why do you rely so much on a man?”
She was taken aback by my words, then scoffed. “You and I are nothing alike. Look at everything you’ve done, yet I can still get
Courted by Billionaire After Divorce
Chapter 5
I had originally planned to go into economy, but Lucas had always kept me under tight control. Because I couldn’t respond to his messages immediately, he would subject me to silent treatment every night.
He would repeatedly ask, “Do you want me to leave you? You can’t even take my calls seriously–how can you care for bost? How can you handle emergencies with your poor skills?”
At that time, I saw his pained expression and gave in.
For a long time, I doubted myself, even thinking I wasn’t suited for the profession. But one day, the company is experiencing an unexpected situation, the owner is away, and no one knows the specifics of the information.
calmed the client down while I found the information from my memory; the slightest hesitation could cost the company hdreds of billions of dollars.
After the customer got a satisfactory solution, my colleague said, “It’s a good thing you were there–your technique is as good
as ever.”
At that moment, I suddenly realized that some skills are ingrained in you. I have the ability to inspire confidence.
I thought I had become better. But that night, when I told Lucas about it, he just sneered and said two words: “Luc guess.”
I can still remember the look of disdain on his face.
After that incident, I started studying more, attending every available training session. But back then, it was all just an effort to make Lucas see me the way he saw Vanessa.
Now, as I looked at Lucas sitting across from me, I no longer cared if he saw me or not.
Lucas looked at me with frustration: “First secretary is too demanding. Are you sure you can handle it?”
“Of course.”
He starred at me for a moment, then suddenly said. “Violet, you’ve changed. You’ve changed so much that I feel like I’m losing you. Our anniversary is the day after tomorrow. Can we have dinner together?”
“No,” I refused.
Lucas’s expression darkened the moment I rejected him.
Before he could say anything, I added: “Let’s break up, Lucas.”
