The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 268

“You'd better have a good explanation.”

Lance and Harrell had been close for years. Lance didn’t have to spell it out. Harrell already knew exactly what he was asking about.

“I just wanted to know if you actually love Adelina.”

Lance let out a bitter laugh. “Well, do you know now?”

“I do.”

Lance’s voice turned sharp. “Just wait. One day, when it’s my turn, you’ll pay for this.”

He hung up, but the words barely made a dent in the chaos swirling inside him.

The phone screen faded to black, and the break room was swallowed by shadows. Neon lights leaked in through the half-open curtains, sketching out the shape of the room.

Lance tossed and turned, sleep nowhere in sight.

Long before sunrise, he got up, washed his face, and sat down at his desk, waiting for Catherine.

His phone buzzed close to eight. Fiona’s name flashed on the screen.

“Have you thought about what I mentioned last time?”

She was talking about setting up Catherine with Gavin.

Lance replied, “You don’t need to worry about her.”

He hesitated, then added, “And honestly, it’s not my place to worry about her either.”

“You agreed so quickly before. What changed?” Fiona sounded annoyed. “Forget it, I’ll talk to your father instead.”

She hung up before he could say another word.

Why was she so sure there was something going on between Catherine and Gavin?

Lance pulled out Catherine’s transfer paperwork. The top choices were all as far from Cabinda as possible.

He sighed. It was definitely time to sit down and talk things through with her.

From the moment she hid her pregnancy, to why she really resigned, to now wanting to go to the company branch that was basically on another continent. And then there was her posting about Lorinda’s child on Twitter right before New Year’s.

She figured he was busy, so she told him to just leave her documents at reception. That way, she could grab them without making a big deal or taking up his time.

She had just picked up the file and hadn’t even opened it when Aaron called her back.

“Catherine, are you still here?”

“I’m at the corner, waiting for my ride,” she said, giving him her location. “I’ve got the file. Thanks.”

Aaron sounded urgent. “You left something else behind. You need to come back and get it.”

Catherine looked down at the sealed manila envelope in her hand. But Aaron insisted, so she sighed, canceled her ride, and headed back to the office.

She asked Aaron to just drop it at the front desk again, but he told her to come upstairs.

Since she hadn’t officially quit yet, the front desk let her through.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she spotted Aaron waiting outside Lance’s office.

The door was wide open, and inside, she could hear Lance’s deep, smooth voice as he spoke on the phone.