Chapter 4
The next day, I went to the office to pack up my stuff.
But when I walked into my private rest room, I found Olivia sprawled there in skimpy pajamas with her feet up on my desk.
Her crap was scattered all over my space, while all my belongings had been dumped outside the door.
This was my personal sanctuary that Kai had specially designed just for me.
Everyone in the company knew it was off–limits. Nobody dared set foot in that room.
What Olivia was doing was basically taking a giant shit all over me in public.
I didn’t bother arguing with her–just called the cops.
In the mediation room, Olivia panicked: “I was just grabbing some files for Kai. Did you really have to call the police?”
“That’s my private space. Did I give you permission to go in there?”
“Taking something without asking–that’s called stealing, isn’t it?”
Hearing my words, Olivia didn’t argue back. Instead, she suddenly started crying crocodile tears. That’s when I knew something was wrong.
Sure enough, I turned around to find Kai standing there with a dark expression.
“Kai!”
The moment she saw him, Olivia threw herself into his arms.
“I really was just trying to help you get those documents, but Lia seems to hate me. She insists on calling me a thief. You’ve given me so much stuff my mansion can barely fit it all–why would I want her cheap junk?”
That little room was Kai’s “sanctuary” gift to me.
His response to the wooden cabin I’d built for him.
We’d made so many sweet mempries in that room.
I always thought at least that sacred space would stay pure–like the last shred of dignity our love had left.
But of course Kai had to personally destroy my final illusion.
Kai comforted Olivia while explaining to the officers:
“This is all a misunderstanding. We all know each other. Sorry for wasting your time.”
Then he turned to me with disgust:
“Lia, what the hell happened to you? You’re completely unhinged with jealousy. Does it make you feel powerful to use your position to hurt innocent employees like Olivia? You’re so fucking disappointing.”
Before I could fight back, Olivia started her victim act again:
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“Kai, don’t blame Lia. I was careless.”
“I don’t mind sitting in jail for a few days and being laughed at. Just don’t let this come between you and Lia.”
Kai grabbed Olivia’s hand, looking heartbroken: “Liv, you’re too soft–that’s why people keep picking on you.”
“Lia, this isn’t over. You need to apologize to Olivia right now.”
“Kai, she entered my private space without permission, and you want me to apologize to her? You think she’s the victim here?”
My words set Olivia off into another sob session.
Kai laughed coldly: “Your private space? That room belongs to Reynolds Corp. Don’t forget the entire company is under my name. You just have usage rights. Keep this attitude up, and I’ll have you arrested for filing a false report.”
With that, he dragged Olivia away to handle the paperwork.
His words stabbed into my heart like a blade.
My supposedly dead heart started aching again.
All these years I’d poured everything into building up Reynolds Corp. I thought I was working toward our shared future.
Turns out I was just getting “usage rights.”
Before leaving the mediation room, Kai gave me one final warning:
“Fair warning–we’re at 990 likes now. Keep this shit up, and Olivia and I are getting marri
TOW.”
I caught the contemptuous look in Olivia’s eyes as she stood behind him, and suddenly re
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