Chapter 801
Dorothy had no clue when the call endedst night. By the time she woke up, her phone was as
dead as a doornail,pletely powered down.
She plugged it in to charge before stumbling out of bed to freshen up.
In the middle of brushing her teeth, it hit her like a ton of bricks—the conversation she''d had with
Everett the night before!
What on earth had she blurted out to him?!
She had actually told him to stop sending flowers to the directors, and she also made a point that
the bouquet she received was from a female colleague.
Oh Lord, why would she say something like that? What if Everett just wanted to show some
appreciation to the directors? Then her words fromst night must have sounded like she was full of
herself. The man hadn''t hinted even once that he was sending flowers to impress her. No jealousy
on his part whatsoever. Why did she feel the need to exin herself?
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And.. did she just throw Kevin under the bus?
Dorothy pped her forehead and let out a groan.
Was her brain fried from too much worktely? She had no filterst night and spilled everything!
After getting ready, she hesitated with her now powered-on phone in hand. Should she try to make
amends with Everett?
But…
What should she even say?
How to even begin fixing this was the problem.
Her main worry was that Everett might me Kevin, who after all was just passing on a message
on her behalf.
If her loose lips caused trouble for him, she''d never forgive herself.
After wrestling with her thoughts for a few minutes, Dorothy decided to bite the bullet and call
Everett, hoping to gauge between his lines before proceeding.
He should be with his kids at this hour; hopefully, she wouldn''t disturb his rest.
Each ring made Dorothy''s heart climb higher in her chest, waiting for it to drop the moment Everett
answered.
But he didn''t pick up.
He must be busy, she thought.
Dorothy felt like all her energy had been sapped. She was tempted to just flop back into bed.
The next second, Everett returned her call.
"Looking for me?"
His conversations always seemed to start that way.
"Last night I…I called you, didn''t I? I can''t remember what I said."
"I called you. You told me not to bother sending you flowers, and said yours were from a female
coworker. And you said Kevin told you about this."
Spot on! A perfect rey of the key points.
"Uh, actually, it wasn''t really Kevin who said that! It was just my guess! He just casually asked what
flowers I liked, and I, in a moment of arrogance, assumed that you were trying to send me flowers
as an excuse..."
Dorothy could only sacrifice herself now to shield Kevin from me. But she couldn''t continue as
well. She only felt her cheeks burning up.
There was silence on Everett''s end until Dorothy almost thought he had hung up. Then he finally
spoke.
"You weren''t being arrogant. Don''t overthink it."
"Yeah! Don''t worry, I won''t overthink things anymore!"
There was silence on the other end.
"I gotta head to work now, bye." Dorothy paused, then added, "Mr. Lopez."
After hanging up, she took a deep breath and hurried out of her apartment with herptop and bag.
On her way, she picked up some pastries and, upon arriving at the project office, ced them
directly on Ophelia''s desk.
Dorothy was the kind of person who hated owing anyone anything and didn''t want anyone owing
her either.
Just as she settled into her office, she looked up to see the security guard frowning and carrying a
huge bouquet of roses toward her, "Dorothy Sanchez, right? This is from a delivery package
downstairs!"
It was a massive bouquet, sorge that the security guard had to hold it with both hands, a sea of
roses.