After Victoria left, Sadie washed her face at the sink and reminded herself to keep it together and not make another faux pas.


    Every time she thought of Micah, her heart filled with indignation.


    It was Micah who was two-timing, openly flirting with others right in front of her. He was always soposed, so why should she be the one flustered as if she had done something wrong? Their rtionship had never been normal. It had started as a secret, something to be hidden away.


    Could she really expect him to be as loyal as a partner in a regr rtionship?


    Looking back, she had never intended to seriously be with him. She was coerced and powerless and just went along with his demands.


    Hadn''t she been hoping that one day he would tire of her and set her free? Why was she now falling apart at the sight of him being slightly affectionate with another woman? This wasn''t right! It couldn''t go on like this!


    Taking a deep breath, Sadie forced a smile and whispered to herself, ''Stay calm,posed, and detached...''


    If she didn''t care, she wouldn''t be affected.


    Silently repeating these words to herself, Sadie left the restroom and began her work with renewed focus.


    After tidying up the break room, it was just about 11:00 a.m., and the meeting was over.


    The janitors were cleaning up, and Sadie joined Cissy, the secretary, in sorting through the documents to be shredded.


    In the midst of her tasks, a familiar figure entered, casting a tall andmanding shadow over Sadie.


    "Mr. Clemens!" everyone greeted, heads bowed.


    Sadie nced up at him briefly before returning to her work, more determined than ever.


    Micah signaled for everyone to clear out. As Sadie started to step away, he seized her arm, guiding her onto the smooth ck leather of the executive chair.


    The chair shifted backward with the force, but Micah swiftly hooked it with his foot, pulling it back towards him.


    With his hands resting on the armrests, he leaned in closely to Sadie, his presence dominating.


    Sadie lifted her piercing blue eyes and red at him in silence, bubbling with rage and riddled with questions, awaiting his exnation.


    "Ha!" Micah couldn''t help but chuckle at her expression, pinching her chin as he taunted, "Jealous, huh?"


    She didn''t respond, but her expression turned even sourer.


    Wasn''t she entitled to a bit of jealousy?


    Micah yfully squeezed her puffed-up cheek, then leaned down to nip at her pouting red lips.


    Sadie angrily pushed him away.


    "Let''s see. Did it leave a burn?" Micah reached to lift the hem of her dress, ostensibly to check her thigh... "Micah!"


    Suddenly, Amelia''s call came from outside, followed by the conference room door swinging open.


    His hand snapped back instantly as he straightened up, kicking the executive chair away with one swift motion.


    The chair glided slickly across the floor, nearly sending Sadie tumbling, but she managed to grab onto the armrest just in time.


    "I''ve been looking everywhere for you." Amelia walked in with a smile. "Do you mind if Ie to your office for a bit?"


    "Of course."


    Micah extended a graceful gesture of invitation and then whisked Amelia away.


    Amelia shot a chilly nce at Sadie.


    Seated, Sadie watched their retreating figures and swore under her breath, venomous and seething, "Jerk!"


    As her colleagues returned to their tasks, Sadie fought to quell her roiling emotions and resumed organizing papers.


    Soon after, Victoria came in with instructions. "Sadie, clean up Mr. Clemens'' office, will you?"


    "I..."


    "Hurry up and grab the cleaning supplies."


    After quickly rying her orders, Victoria hurried off.


    With no choice, Sadie fetched the cleaning supplies and headed to Micah''s office. The short walk there was filled with dread.


    What if she bumped into Micah and Amelia? What if she witnessed something she shouldn''t?