His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 79

"If Conrad doesn't want me, he sure as hell won't want you," Annika shot back with a cold smile.

"Annika, what are you doing here?" a voice called out.

Annika turned to see Estelle standing behind her, looking distinctly uncomfortable and moving as quietly as a ghost. Suddenly, Annika remembered seeing her flee the suite, followed moments later by this woman entering it. The timing was too perfect to be a coincidence. Why had Estelle been in Conrad's room, especially when he was clearly not in his right mind? Recalling what Estelle had said to her at the Sargent Group office yesterday, everything clicked into place. Annika smiled sweetly.

"Estelle, I bet you really want to kill me right now, don't you?"

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Estelle stammered, feigning confusion.

Annika knew her too well. Estelle always stuttered when she was nervous.

"I ruined your plan, didn't I?" Annika's smile widened. "Sorry about that, Estelle. It really wasn't on purpose. Your brother… just dragged me inside for some reason, and she," Annika gestured to the other woman, "ran off like she’d seen a ghost."

"That's bullshit!" the woman yelled, her face red with anger.

Annika just smiled, pulled out her phone, found 'Conrad' in her contacts, and tapped the screen.

Estelle grew more flustered. "Annika, I don't know what you're talking about. What does my brother dragging you into a room have to do with me?"

As she turned to leave, Estelle blocked her path. "Annika, you are so shameless! You're the one who tried to seduce my brother, and now you're accusing me of having feelings for him? What, did he not give you enough in the divorce settlement, so now you…"

Estelle's voice trailed off as her eyes landed on a figure behind Annika. She went rigid, her face turning white as a sheet. "Conrad."

Annika followed her gaze and saw Conrad standing there. He must have just come out of the Celestial Club. He was tall and imposing, his handsome face pale, and his eyes held a dangerous glint. The collar of his shirt was still open, revealing the faint red scratches on his skin. The marks didn't detract from his appearance; if anything, they made him look even more sinfully attractive. They were from her, from when she had clawed at him in her struggle.

Under Conrad's intense gaze, Annika felt her cheeks burn.

Estelle, who hadn't expected Conrad to appear, was completely stunned. After a moment, she rushed over and grabbed his arm, her voice a mixture of panic and distress. "Conrad, you can't believe a word Annika says!"