Chapter 1585


    Hertha always had a way of talking to ric that was blunt and direct, no beating around the bush.


    Her aim was to keep ric''s focus on her, to prevent him from digging into whether Emmeline was a single mom or not.


    It was incredibly coincidental when Emmeline, apanied by Julian and Helena, was about to take the elevator and ran into ric. This allowed him to witness Emmeline with her two kids.


    And when Spencer proposed to Emmeline, ric just happened to catch them in the act. So, in ric''s mind, Emmeline was a single mom who had Spencer wrapped around her finger.


    "What are you on about, Hertha? My words are exactly what they seem, no hidden meanings," ric retorted, his striking eyes challenging Hertha. "Is that so? Seems like Mr. Falconer enjoys poking his nose into other people''s business," Hertha quipped back with a smirk, ready to spar verbally.


    What did it matter to him if someone was a single mother? Why was he so invested?


    Hertha''s eyes, round and direct, locked onto ric, her stance clearly confrontational.


    ric''s gaze met hers, intensity meeting intensity.


    Even though they were surrounded by people, it felt like they were the only two in the room, their focus solely on each other.


    Hertha''s stare was filled with defiance, though beneath it, she was anxious, worried that ric''s probing might reveal the true identity of the children''s mother.


    And ric, his eyes softening, saw a glimpse of the old Hertha - always ready to bicker, always challenging him, but with a heart full of warmth, ready to leap towards him.


    Donovan, witnessing the tension between Hertha and ric, felt his anxiety spike.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    Having worked at the designpany for years, Hertha''s fiery temperament was well known to Donovan.


    He was terrified that Hertha might inadvertently offend ric, a man of considerable influence.


    Sweat beaded Donovan''s forehead as he stepped forward, attempting to diffuse the tension.


    "Mr. Falconer is just showing


    concern for our team members, a sign of his kindness. We should


    appreciate Mr. Falconer''s


    recognition of your talent, Hertha," Donovan interjected, trying to steer the conversation towards gratitude.


    Hertha nced at Donovan, catching the serious and warning look in his eyes.


    She got the message loud and clear: antagonizing ric was off-limits if she wanted to keep her job.


    As a mother, Hertha knew she had to prioritize her children above all else, even if it meant swallowing her pride.


    Taking a deep breath, Hertha


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    managed to suppress her anger, forcing a smile, "Donovan''s right, thank you for thepliment, Mr. Falconer."


    "Donovan, this doesn''t concern you. Go back to your office and keep busy," ric said, his attention never wavering from Hertha, his tone showing clear irritation at the


    interruption.


    "This..." Donovan hesitated, caught off guard.


    "I enjoy our arguments, Hertha. With him here, how can we get into it properly?" ric said sternly, leaving no room for argument. Hertha was speechless...


    Enjoy arguing? What kind of preference was that? Had the constant bickering with Georgia scrambled his brains?


    Donovan was just as baffled.