Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 173

“You left my office a while ago,” Alvise said, ignoring my attempt to rile him up. “Why are you still here?”

I contemplated telling him how his fiancée and sister-in-law had cornered me, but I realised how ridiculous that was. He wouldn’t take my side over theirs, so there was no point.

I stood up, ready to leave, but he stepped closer, invading my personal space. “The question.” His tone dropped low. “Answer

it.”

I huffed, avoiding his eyes. “Things came up.”

“Things like what?” he snapped, cold and stern. “Since when did you get into fights?”

My eyes finally snapped to his. “Since I had women going to my workplace to ruin my job and get me fired.”

“You’re not fired.”

I eyed him warily. “And how do you know that?” Shaking my head, I tried to sidestep him. “I don’t even know what I’m still doing here,” I mumbled to myself.

“I’m not done talking to you.”

I sighed. “But I’m done.”

“That doesn’t count.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but his eyes made me clamp it shut. He looked furious, with his eyes searching my face so intently that I resisted the urge to face-palm myself.

“Do you and your security have a face fetish?” I blurted.

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Confusion flickered in his eyes before he raised a brow. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re looking at me the same way your security did a few minutes ago.” I grimaced. “It’s creepy.”

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Alvise stepped back, shaking his head as if he had decided I was a lost cause. “Fighting in broad daylight in a company like this is not a good idea, Arabella.”

Mmood soured. He was right. I might hate that he was, but it didn’t change the fact. “I know,” I whispered. “My career is probably ruined.”

Several people had taken photos, and those were only the ones I saw after everything had subsided. There were probably more when I was still blinded by rage.

“What do you want?”

I looked up, holding Alvise’s stare. His jaw was set hard, his eyes focused entirely on me. I thought I had heard him wrong, so I asked, “What did you say?”

“Tell me what you want, Arabella,” he said, his eyes unwavering.

My heartbeat slowed, and I swallowed. “I want it gone. The pictures and videos. Everything that happened today… I don’t want it on the Internet… or anywhere.”

I believed I was pushing my luck and braced myself for him to tell me it was impossible.

But Alvise stroked his chin and turned around. “Done.”

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There was not a trace of the altercation on the Internet.

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I waited… for hours, then Ininutes, and even days, but nothing was published. I had fully braced myself to get fired at work. the next day, but that also didn’t happen.

Christian never spoke to me about Tatiana and Viktoriya’s complaint again, and when I asked, he simply told me to get back to work.

“It just doesn’t make sense,” I mumbled to myself, staring at my work screen.

It had been a total of one week since the incident, and it felt strange that not a single person who had recorded us had posted anything.

“Aren’t you going home?” Sierra asked, walking into the office.