Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Double heart emoji

Ivy blinked and slowly pulled the phone away from her ear, staring at it in disbelief.

But when the crying continued without pause, she cautiously brought it back again.

"Why are you crying, Mister Assistant?" Ivy asked coldly, clearly unimpressed.

Her relationship with Taylor had never exactly been warm. In fact, the two of them barely tolerated each other most of the time. Which was exactly why hearing a grown man openly sobbing into the phone left her genuinely confused.

What could have possibly gone wrong for him to seek comfort from her of all people?

On the other end, Taylor finally calmed down a little before sniffing loudly.

"It’s all your fault!" he whispered dramatically. "What exactly did you do to the boss for him to drag all of us back to the office and force us into overtime?!"

Taylor nearly wailed again, but the moment his eyes landed on Xander through the glass walls of the conference room, he instantly lowered his voice.

Inside the room, Xander was currently destroying the entire executive team with nothing but sharp words and terrifying silence.

The atmosphere was so tense that even the air-conditioning seemed too scared to make noise.

One manager was sweating so badly that his tie looked soaked.

Another looked seconds away from updating his resume.

Meanwhile, Xander sat at the head of the table with a blank expression, flipping through documents like a grim reaper reviewing souls before judgment.

Taylor shivered.

"Boss has been in a terrible mood since he came back," he muttered miserably. "He rejected five proposals, scared the finance department into silence, and made the marketing team redo an entire presentation because one font looked ’emotionally irritating.’"

Ivy: "..."

Taylor sniffed again. "Do you know how terrifying it is when a man says ’emotionally irritating’ with a straight face?"

Ivy pressed a hand against her forehead.

"So you called me just to complain?"

"Yes!" Taylor sounded completely shameless now. "Please fix whatever fight you two had. At this rate, the entire company is going to collapse before sunset."

Taylor had never been this terrified of Xander before.

Today was supposed to be his holiday. He had originally planned to spend a peaceful evening at the Old Emerson Residence, eating expensive desserts and doing absolutely nothing productive.

Instead— Xander had suddenly summoned the entire executive team back to the office like the apocalypse had arrived.

And if that wasn’t enough, the man was currently handing out verbal death sentences inside the conference room.

One poor employee had nearly cried because Xander stared at his presentation for three seconds too long.

Another manager was currently typing so fast that his fingers looked ready to file for resignation.

Meanwhile, Taylor had become the biggest victim of all.

"Do you know what he said to me earlier?" Taylor whispered dramatically into the phone. "He asked me why the quarterly report looked ’lazy.’ HOW CAN A REPORT LOOK LAZY, MISS IVY?! IT’S A PDF!"

Ivy: "..."

"And the finance team?" Taylor continued miserably. "They haven’t blinked in twenty minutes. One guy started praying during the meeting."

Before Ivy could respond, Taylor suddenly gasped. "Oh no—he’s looking this way."

Taylor’s heart nearly leapt out of his chest, but he quickly looked away and whispered urgently into the phone,

"You better help us out before Boss gives us all heart attacks."

With that, he immediately ended the call.

Meanwhile, Ivy remained sitting on the bed, staring blankly at her phone as she tried to process the entire conversation.

She genuinely had no idea why Taylor was blaming her in the first place.

"Aren’t businessmen supposed to work all the time?" Ivy muttered with a scoff. "Then what’s wrong with him working on weekends?"

Clearly, she believed she had done absolutely nothing wrong.

But as she recalled how genuinely terrified Taylor had sounded over the phone, she found herself hesitating.

"Ahhh... should I help him or just let him suffer?" she debated out loud.

A part of her wanted to leave Taylor alone to deal with his terrifying boss himself.

But another part of her almost felt bad for him.

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