The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 118

To be the voice of the voiceless, to walk the path of resistance, and to spit in the face of absolute power—all while keeping his own moral compass intact.

His unwavering conviction was undeniably magnetic.

"So, don't worry. Trust him. If there's even a shred of evidence, he'll dig up the truth and deliver justice."

Just as the woman finished speaking, her phone buzzed.

"I have to run up and grab some files. Just hang tight."

Madeline nodded.

A few feet away, someone had been eavesdropping the entire time.

Cynthia Chase clutched a stack of documents, biting her lip in sheer annoyance.

Involved in a case?

Yeah, right!

She had been York's assistant for months and had never seen this woman before in her life.

She was obviously just another gold-digger obsessed with his looks and status, desperately looking for an excuse to throw herself at him!

Cynthia stomped over in her heels.

"Miss, you need to leave."

Madeline looked at her in confusion.

"Mr. Yates made it clear that he doesn't entertain strangers."

"The DA's Office has strict protocols. Outsiders aren't allowed to loiter here, let alone harass our prosecutors."

"I don't know how you got his contact info or his schedule, but leave immediately. Otherwise, I'm calling security to physically remove you."

Madeline let out a soft, amused laugh at the ridiculous accusations.

"He's the one who asked me to wait for him."

York was far too devastatingly handsome for his own good. He had always been a magnet for unsolicited attention.

Back when they first got married, Madeline could spot the predatory intent in these women's eyes from a mile away.

This was no exception.

You could never hide genuine, territorial jealousy.

"Yeah, right. If you're going to lie, at least try to make it believable."