Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1075

When I saw the state of my office, I told Atticus, "I'll call you back later."

"Sure," Atticus said, and he hung up the phone.

I looked at Carol, who seemed furious, and asked, "What's going on?"

Adelaide immediately jumped in. "Ms. Chloe, it's all my fault. When you and Ms. Carol weren't in the office, I was so busy that I forgot to tidy up your office."

Her explanation sounded reasonable, but the current situation told a different story. Was my office really in such a mess just because I wasn't around?

She was eloquent, but I wasn't buying it. It was evident that someone had messed with my office while I was away.

Carol looked at me, intending to explain, "Ms. Chloe—"

"Ms. Chloe, don't blame Ms. Carol. It's my fault. Ms. Carol wasn't here, and I should have taken more responsibility. It's all my negligence."

Adelaide humbly apologized and glanced at Carol, speaking cautiously, "Ms. Carol, I'm not trying to complain. I understand that you might have had something to attend to. I'm just explaining."

Then, she turned to me again. "Ms. Chloe, please wait a moment. I'll fix it right away!"

After saying that, she swiftly started cleaning up. My gaze met Carol's, and I calmly said, "You can leave."

Carol, taken aback by my attitude, stared at me for a moment. I remained composed. She turned and walked out of the office.

I walked back to my desk and noticed some grease stains on it. It seemed someone had been eating or doing something messy here.

The cushion on the chair, originally a clean white linen, was now wrinkled and disheveled.

I picked it up and tossed it across the desk, then reached for a few alcohol wipes. I wiped down the desk, removing any traces, before finally taking a seat.

I kept a steady gaze on Adelaide, who efficiently cleaned up my office.

She picked up the cushion I had thrown away and looked at me with a questioning expression.

I coldly remarked, "I don't want something others have sat on. I'm a germaphobe."