The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 1077

"Don't make your jealousy so obvious. It is no wonder Jeremy never gives you a second glance. What good is just having a pretty face?" Max said.

Hearing his words, Dannie's heart skipped a beat. She clenched her fingers, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "I apologize, Mr. Hawthorne."

Max withdrew his gaze. "I can let you go. This is your last chance, so make the most of it."

Dannie's tense nerves relaxed as she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Mr. Hawthorne."

Max turned and strode toward the elevator. Dannie stood rooted to the spot, watching him leave.

Returning to his office, Max listened to Isaac's work report, reviewed and signed a stack of documents, and delegated the remaining tasks. Once his work was settled, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

The call connected quickly, and Jeffrey's deep voice came through the line. "What is it?"

"If you have any grievances, you can come directly to me," Max said flatly.

Jeffrey chuckled softly. "What good would that do? Isn't Felicia the only one you care about right now?"

Max remained expressionless. Leaning back in his chair, he spoke in a measured tone. "What, are you threatening me?"

"I never realized you cared so much about your cousin," Jeffrey replied.

"Do I need to explain my concerns to you?" Max retorted. "Willa does not like you, so what is the point of forcing her? You cannot give her any names. Stop acting so twisted and try being a normal person. Focusing on your engagement with Zoe is what you should be doing."

Just then, the nanny walked over. "Ms. Ross, Mr. Hawthorne is here."

Felicia paused with a piece of apple halfway to her mouth. She turned around just in time to see Max walking in as if he owned the place. He strode straight up to her, noting her frozen stare, and casually plucked the half-bitten apple slice from her hand before popping it into his own mouth.

Snapping back to reality, Felicia frowned at him. "Why are you here again?"

Max reached out, gently smoothing the crease between her brows with his thumb as his lips curved into a faint smile. "Frown less, or you will get wrinkles."

Felicia slapped his hand away. "What are you doing here at this hour?"