Chapter 10


    Chapter 10


    mine.”


    I was taken aback by the sudden outburst of profanity from Elenor. Where had she learned to curse like


    this? Meeting her angry gaze with an equally intense re, my jaw tightened. “Get out of my office,


    Elenor,” Imanded, my voiceced with


    frustration.


    Her response was a scoff, and she defiantly crossed her arms. “Why?” she taunted, pushing my


    buttons further. “You don’t want to hear the truth about how messed up you are? You im to have


    divorced Hazel because you don’t love her anymore, yet you keep your wedding picture with her


    hanging in your office. You’re drowning in alcohol because you can’t find inspiration anymore your


    muse is gone! If that doesn’t fit the definition of messed up, then I don’t know what d_”


    Before she could finish her sentence, I impulsively lunged toward her, my hand reaching out to encircle


    her neck tightly, ready to throttle her if she dared to further provoke me. “You’re da mn lucky you’re my


    sister _”


    To my surprise, instead of trembling in terror, she had the audacity to smile at me, an eerie grin


    stretching across Her face like a madwoman. With a raspy voice, she managed to utter, “And what


    exactly would you have done?” She struggled for breath, taunting me further, “Would you have resorted


    to violence, just like you do with poor Hazel whenever she upsets you?”


    My mind raced, trying to make sense of her twisted words. What the hell was she implying? Fueled by


    frustration, I forcefully pushed her away, feeling the weight of my anger in every step as I stormed


    towards the door. Without hesitation, I swung it open, gripping the doorknob tightly. “I have neverid a


    hand on Hazel, and I never will,” I dered, my trembling with intensity.


    voice


    As my grip on the door kn ob tightened, I mustered all the strength within me to maintain my


    composure. With gritted teeth, Imanded her, “Get out of my office, Elenor.”


    As she sna tched her bag from the table, her eyes pierced into mine for a lingering moment. “I suppose


    it’s a relief to know you’re still breathing,” she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She gracefully


    swayed towards the door, but just before leaving, she paused and faced me once more. “You might


    want to check on your secretary. She seemed quite concerned about you.” With a final disdainful re,


    she exited my office, and I mmed the door shut behind her.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.