Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 6

Angela frowned and denied it without a second thought.

However, the manager didn't believe her. "Regardless, we just found out that you have no work experience. I'm sorry, but we can't hire a complete newbie like you."

Even though Angela repeatedly assured him of her expertise in design, the manager was adamant about not going through with hiring her.

As Angela stared at the manager, who looked deeply troubled, she instantly understood everything.

It was Dexter! He was forcing her to give in!

Amidst the strange gazes everyone was casting her way, Angela took her belongings and left.

At that moment, she felt an urge to call Dexter and ask him why he was doing this. Still, she resisted that impulse and refrained from acting on it.

She kept convincing herself not to let this get to her. It was just a job—she could find another.

Angela dragged her exhausted body back to her rented apartment, only to find her belongings thrown out and lying miserably in the hallway. Nothing had been spared—even her brand-new bedding and toiletries had suffered the same fate as they lay in a pile outside.

Shocked and furious, she immediately called the landlord.

"Sorry, but I can't rent to you anymore. I'll transfer your rent back," the landlord replied curtly, not even giving her a chance to question him.

Seconds later, she received 2,000 dollars on Venmo.

Once again, the image of Dexter's handsome yet maliciously amused face appeared in her mind. Unable to bear it any longer, she called him.

For once, he picked up within ten seconds. "What's wrong? Have you finally come to your senses?"

His tone was casual, and there were the sounds of a lively gathering in the background. But the moment he spoke, everything around him fell silent. It seemed everyone was waiting to hear how Angela would make a fool of herself.

"Are you making my life difficult for fun, Dexter?" Angela asked. Her eyes were red, and her nose tingled. She was on the verge of tears. Yet, she forced herself to stay composed and not let her voice break.

On the other end, there was a brief pause before Dexter let out a cold laugh. "Of course I'm not doing it for fun. I want you to experience what life would be like without the Bamford family—"

"You're sick!" Angela spat harshly and hung up before he could finish his sentence.

Her shoulders shook slightly as she slid down the cold wall as tears finally streamed down her face. She wiped them away, but they wouldn't stop.

Dexter knew her pain more than anyone else, yet he had chosen to rub salt on her wounds.

"Dexter, you're a scumbag!" she screamed, her chest heaving.

After a long while, she slowly stood up and found a hotel through a quick online search on her phone. She needed somewhere to stay for a few days before she could start afresh.

…

Meanwhile, in a luxurious VIP suite at Mystique Bar, the earlier liveliness had vanished. In its place was an eerie silence. Everyone exchanged looks, seeing the shock and confusion mirrored in each other's eyes.

Who had Dexter been talking to on the phone just now? He had been cursed at, and the person had even hung up on him.

The shrill exclamation from earlier—"You're sick!"—seemed to linger in the air, weighing down the atmosphere even more.

Dexter's expression was grim. The scowl on his face was so pronounced that it intimidated the people around him. He gripped his phone tightly, staring at the phone screen, which showed that the call had ended.

The name "Angela" was right at the top of the list of recent calls. Staring at her name, Dexter seemed to see her defiant face in his mind's eye.

"What's wrong, Mr. Bamford?" asked a young man.

The person asking was Zayn Jewell, a childhood friend of Dexter's. He was the one who had arranged the gathering that evening.

"Nothing." After a brief silence, Dexter stood up and lifted his long legs to step over the obstacles blocking his way. As he walked out, he announced, "I'm leaving."

He was tall and muscular—even his back looked imposing.

Erica was already waiting outside. As Dexter tossed his coat to her, he ordered coldly, "Take me to Bliss Garden."