Chapter 870


    Dorothy dreamed Amanda taunted her with that typical snooty tone of hers, "See, even if I killed


    your mom, you couldn''t do a thing about it!"


    Every time, that nightmare jolted her awake, leaving her staring at the ceiling until dawn''s early light.


    "I really thought you two were inseparable," Karen confessed after seeing the Bay Residence listing


    marked as ''sold''. That was when she began to believe their story wasing to an end.


    Dorothy pondered for a moment, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Truth be told, right from the start,


    I felt we were never meant to be."


    Such a vast chasm between them, so many hurdles; how could itst with only Everett hacking


    through the brambles alone?


    "Let''s drop the gloom and doom! From now on, I won''t even mention that name around you. Besties


    forever, right? So, let''s put this behind us. Are you dropping by after work?"


    "Not today, got ns."


    Thest thing Dorothy wanted was another ufortable run-in with Jeffrey after theirst bitter


    encounter.


    "Alright then, you''re busy; I won''t keep you."


    "Alright."


    After hanging up, Dorothy noticed several WhatsApp messages from Stephen.


    Stephen: [Ms. Sanchez, I came across a few points in the due diligence files that I''m unclear about.


    Would you be able to rify?]


    Dorothy frowned slightly but replied: [Send them over.]


    Stephen: [It''s a bitplicated. I think it might be easier to discuss in person. Can I swing by your


    office?]


    Her office? Dorothy definitely wouldn''t agree to that.


    [Wait for me at Austin''s office, I''lle to you.]


    She wasn''t keen on being alone with a man, especially since she''d be more aware of the


    undercurrents in the workce over the years.


    After all, a new acquaintance asking to meet privately in her office? Anyone could guess what


    Stephen was insinuating.


    A whileter, Stephen replied: [No need to trouble yourself then; I''ll ask Austin for help. You carry on


    with your work, Ms. Sanchez. Sorry to bother you.]


    Dorothy snorted softly and put down her phone. Leaning back in her chair, her thoughts were a


    jumbled mess, feeling empty, unable to grasp onto anything solid. Her gaze caught the calendar on


    her desk.


    Seven days left at Lopez Corporation, seventeen until the court date.


    ...


    At the vi, Karen lounged on the couch, sighing deeply. Her belly was growingrger by the day,


    and she found the bedroom lessfortable, preferring the softness and back support of the


    couch.


    "What''s wrong? Feeling ufortable?" Jeffrey approached with freshly cut fruit, "Need help sitting


    up?"


    "No need," Karen waved him off, not even in the mood for fruit. "I saw your phone."


    Jeffrey froze, then quickly responded, "What on my phone upset you? Or did someone say


    something out of line?"


    Since the Paige incident, his fair-weather friends had mostly kept their distance.


    "Look at you, all guilty. Got something to hide?" Karen eyed him skeptically, arching an eyebrow.


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    "Absolutely not! My phone''s pass code is even your birthday! I''m just worried you''re upset about


    something and not telling me. Just say the word, and I''ll make it right."


    Karen settled back down. "You can''t fix this."


    "I can! Just tell me!"


    "I don''t want Everett to give up on Dorothy."