Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn) novel Chapter 227

On the second floor of the villa, in a certain room, clothes were strewn about haphazardly. A pair of black stockings hung from the sofa, torn and forgotten. Chris reclined lazily against the headboard, enjoying a cigarette, a satisfied grin playing on his lips. Next to him, the girl had a dazed look in her eyes, still savoring the moment.

His phone buzzed, and Chris took a slow drag from his cigarette before answering with casual indifference. Liam's respectful voice came through the line: "Chris, the Owens family just announced at a press conference that they're calling off the engagement with the Fishers. Plus, there are rumors online that Joshua was spotted entering a hotel with a popular actress—people are suspecting he's cheating."

Chris let out a derisive laugh. "And here I thought he was some great romantic. Turns out he's just as much of a playboy as his old man."

"What about the Owens family?" Liam inquired.

Chris lowered his gaze, pondering for a moment. "Keep tabs on them. They might be faking the breakup to throw me off."

"Got it, Chris."

"And keep an eye on Allison's whereabouts. Let me know if anything changes."

"Will do."

...

Allison took a day at home to gather her thoughts and get back on her feet before returning to the law firm. The past few days had been blissfully uneventful; no bizarre incidents, and her family was safe and sound. She managed a small, bittersweet smile. Breaking off the engagement did have its perks; at least Chris wouldn't be a menace to her or her loved ones anymore.

As she walked into the firm, her colleagues greeted her warmly. She returned their greetings with a polite smile, her black mid-heeled shoes clicking softly as she headed to her office.

The firm had a strict dress code—business attire and black shoes were a must. Today, Allison was dressed in a sleek black suit, her long hair elegantly pinned up. Concealer hid the dark circles under her eyes, and a bold vintage red lipstick gave her a vibrant look. She seemed like an entirely different person from the one who had recently faced heartbreak.

Her new supervisor, Lily, handed her three fresh cases, and Allison dove right into them. With Lily at the helm, there was no personal vendetta or external influence against Allison, making her work life a lot smoother.

After hours, Allison decided to stay late to finish her tasks. As she turned off the lights, ready to leave, she heard a faint crying sound from outside. She frowned slightly, closed her office door, and went to check it out.

The sobs were coming from the assistants' area. Without private offices, the assistants worked in a shared space with partitions between their desks. As she got closer, she spotted Joy in tears.