His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 163

She was too tired to argue with him or to revisit the humiliating topic.

“So, I should be thanking you?” she said sarcastically.

“Of course,” Conrad replied.

Annika ran a hand through her hair, her patience completely gone. “When are you bringing Monroe out? I want to see him.”

She deliberately avoided the word ‘steal,’ afraid of setting off Conrad’s notoriously sensitive temper.

Conrad blew a cloud of white smoke in her direction, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “We’ll see.”

The noncommittal answer felt like a warning sign; Conrad seemed poised to go back on his word.

When she saw him grab his jacket from the back of the chair to leave, Annika panicked. She rushed forward and grabbed his sleeve. “Conrad, you promised me! How can you go back on your word? Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”

Just as she finished, her phone rang. It was Wayne, calling to report on the joint project between Beryl Group and Sargent Group.

But she had no headspace for that now. After two sentences, she cut him off. “I’m in the middle of something. We’ll talk at the office later.”

While she was on the phone, Conrad had stood waiting behind her, not rushing to leave.

After she hung up, Annika turned to face his unreadable expression and sharp, cutting gaze. Fearing he would back out, her voice lost its strength. “Conrad, how could you be so dishonest? Last night, we…”

Before she could finish, Conrad cut her off, his voice chillingly sharp. “Are you trying to use last night as a bargaining chip? Annika, what do you take yourself for?”

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