The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 190

"The hundreds of millions must hit the account before two o'clock this afternoon."

Nora looked at him, her eyes dead and utterly devoid of emotion. "Don't worry, Julian. I will deliver the design sketch on time."

Seeing her submissive posture, the sinister glint in Julian's eyes gradually faded, returning to his usual, gentle warmth.

"I knew you were a smart woman, Nora."

Nora didn't want to waste another second on pleasantries. She bent down and haphazardly shoved her tablet and scattered documents into her briefcase. The moment the zipper closed, she stood up and walked toward the heavy executive doors without looking back.

Her steps were somewhat restrained at first, but by the time she reached the door, they had grown chaotic.

Pushing open the heavy, solid wood doors, she practically fled down the hallway.

Stepping out of the Pierce Group's entrance, the city's main thoroughfares were choked with traffic. Pedestrians hurried by, everyone rushing toward their own destinations.

Gripping her heavy briefcase, Nora wandered the noisy streets in a total daze.

She didn't know where to go.

She wanted to go home, but what home did she have to return to?

The atelier's office space was piled high with pending termination contracts and halted blueprints. Every corner reeked of Janie's brutal beating and the accusatory glares of her colleagues.

The luxurious villa in the city center was nothing more than an icy tomb that had trapped her for three entire years. Inside lived a husband who could throw her into hell at any moment just for Giselle.

In this massive world, she actually couldn't find a single corner where she could safely anchor herself.

Janie wasn't coming back.

She had agreed to Julian's terms, becoming a willing participant in this filthy transaction.

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