Chapter 55
My nerves tensed instantly, and I quickly demanded, "Are you saying the woman with Jan?"
"Hold on…" Catherine said, then the call ended abruptly.
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Holding the phone with a puzzled expression, I spected about the situation Catherine might be
facing on the other side.
Not long after, she sent me several pictures.
I flipped through them eagerly, and upon seeing them, my throat tightened. The face on the screen was
all too familiar—it was Marissa Collin.
I had hired Marissa in mypany''s third year. To be exact, she was my junior in college and joined
mypany right after graduation.
She was beautiful and clever, but most notably, she had a silver tongue. The first time she met me, she
said, "Ms. Wilburn, it''s such an honor to finally meet you! You''re my idol! You started your own
You''re practically a legend at our school. I''m here to learn from you and I hope you can provide me with
this tform to grow alongside you and yourpany!"
I wasn''t particrly fond of her ttery, but she was indeed the best among those who applied, so she
stayed.
She quickly worked her way up from sales to be my secretary, in only eight months.
In the pictures, Marissa looked more mature and attractive than she did seven years ago, her figure
even more enticing, exactly Jan''s type.
In the photo, Jan was affectionately taking care of Marissa, their actions intimate, his eyes full of
love. It was clear that Jan''s attitude towards Marissa was different from others, his charming eyes
showing deep affection.
Marissa was naturally holding onto his arm, looking like a true leadingdy.
My hand, holding the photos, began to shake involuntarily, my teeth clenching involuntarily.
I had thought that she was a trustworthy right-hand woman. Before leaving thepany, I had
intended to let her assist Jan. It turned out she was indeed a good secretary, even assisting Jan
in his bed.
Looking at how they were so intimate, I felt like a total fool.
My eyes were fixed on her left ring finger, where she was wearing a diamond ring that I knew all too
well.
That ring was a limited edition that Jan had bought for me on our fifth wedding anniversary. Because
our son Probert was still small at that time, I always stayed at home, so I left the ring at home, never
expecting to see it again.
Upon seeing Jan''s face in the photo, I felt an unfamiliar disgust. A hot tear slid down my cheek, and
I quickly sniffed.
Catherine''s call came in again, "Did you see it? You have to stay alert! Jan is a beast. I''m afraid he''s
been through every woman in yourpany.
"When you were working day and night, even while pregnant, to build your empire, he turned it into his
yground. You must fight back! Don''t think too much about it, and don''t dwell on it. He''s not worth it!
I''m following them now, trying to find out where they''re hiding."
"Okay, be careful!" I croaked.
"I''ve already asked Logan to investigate when they started hooking up!" Catherineforted me. "Allie,
stay strong. I believe in you. Don''t back down!"
"I won''t!"
I hung up the phone and buried my face in the pillow, sobbing silently. My heart ached unbearably. It
hurt too much!
It was a naked betrayal!
Marissa''s face kept appearing in my mind. I btedly realized something. No wonder Jan had been
able to clean up thepany so thoroughly, topletely rece the old staff. With Marissa''s
''assistance'', everything must have been a breeze for him.
I bolted upright in bed, clenching my fists tightly. My anger was pent up with nowhere to vent. I grabbed
the nket, bit down on it, and, clutching the edge with both hands, ripped it apart.
This kind of betrayal was like a thousand cuts to me.
I screamed in my heart, I swore I would avenge this betrayal.