Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3614

Marina let out a cold laugh. "Then keep being jealous. That's all you'll ever have."

With that, she pulled open her car door, slid into the driver's seat, and sped off into the evening.

Trixie stood there sobbing, her eyes burning with bitter resentment. She swiped fiercely at her tears. Her hand brushed against the sunglasses hooked to her collar. Taking them off, she froze.

They were the very first birthday gift she had ever given Marina after they became friends in high school. Back then, she hadn't realized how wealthy the Evert family was, so she had bought a cheap, ordinary pair of sunglasses.

After all these years, she assumed Marina had thrown the worthless gift in the trash long ago. She never imagined Marina had kept them.

By giving them back today, Marina was making one thing perfectly clear: their friendship was dead and buried.

Trixie cried harder, but she didn't feel an ounce of regret. She marched over to a nearby trash can and tossed the sunglasses inside without a second thought.

If it was over, fine. She didn't need her anyway!

*

As Marina drove back to the office, anger bubbled up in her chest. Carson was the one who had been unfaithful first, yet somehow she was the one being accused of betrayal!

It was infuriating.

But she wasn't going to waste her breath explaining anything. Let him think whatever he wanted.

All she wanted was to cut ties as quickly as possible. The process didn't matter, as long as she got the result.

The problem was, she hadn't actually settled the business matter today. The sheer disgust of Trixie's actions had made her lose her composure, and there was no way she was going back to face Carson now.

She never wanted to see his face again.

But with the company's crisis still looming, there was no telling how far his revenge would go.

Grandpa Evert was stunned into silence.

Grandpa Wallace continued his tirade. "If Marina wants to get married, she will. If she doesn't, she won't. I'd like to see who dares to force her hand! I'm flying to J City tomorrow. You just wait!"

Grandpa Evert panicked. Grandpa Wallace was a former military man with a notoriously fiery temper. If he said he was coming, he meant it—and his arrival would turn J City upside down.

"And as for that Foster brat," Grandpa Wallace fumed, "if he thinks he can bully my granddaughter, he's got another thing coming. I'll kick his ass myself!"

"We'll listen to Marina!" Grandpa Evert quickly backpedaled. "If she doesn't want it, I'll call the Fosters immediately to discuss breaking the engagement. You don't need to come. I'll handle it!"

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Grandpa Wallace growled.

"Absolutely. We won't let Marina suffer any grievances, I promise," Grandpa Evert swore.

"That's more like it," Grandpa Wallace said, his tone softening slightly. "At least you're finally sounding like a real grandfather."