When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 166

Henrietta’s face was a mask of cold fury. The sight of Artina filled her with a visceral disgust.

“Who gave you permission to sit?” she asked, her voice like ice.

Artina, seated in one of the visitor’s chairs, was stunned. Now she couldn’t even sit? This old hag was getting more and more unreasonable.

Henrietta took her seat behind the desk, her brow furrowed even deeper. “Stand up,” she commanded, her tone even colder.

Artina felt like she was going to explode. Every encounter with Henrietta seemed designed to drive her insane.

“Ms. Sargent!” Artina snapped, unable to contain her temper any longer. She shot to her feet and slammed her hand on the desk. “Are you crazy? What have I done to you? You won’t even let me sit? What is your problem? Is this how you treat your guests?!”

The tension in the room crackled.

Artina had slammed the desk, so Henrietta slammed it right back.

“My office, my chair! If I don’t want you sitting, you will stand! If you have a problem with it, you can get out. Who let you into my office in the first place?”

Artina was so taken aback by Henrietta’s ferocity that she could only stammer, “You… you…”

She was at a loss for words, but then it clicked. This had to be about the incident with Charlotte. Even though neither side had pursued it further, there were clearly unresolved feelings.

Realizing this, Artina reined in her temper. “Why are you in such a foul mood so early in the morning, Ms. Sargent?” she said, forcing a calmer tone. “If you don’t want me to sit, I won’t.”

But her conciliatory tone did nothing to soften Henrietta’s expression. “You’re an actress. Why are you always hanging around the office instead of being on set where you belong?”

“I’m here because I have something to tell you,” Artina said with a smile.

Henrietta glared at her. “Spit it out.”

A proud look spread across Artina’s face. “My fiancé is treating the entire company to dinner tonight. I came to personally invite you, Ms. Sargent.”

“I’m not going,” Henrietta refused immediately. “I’m busy, and I’m not interested.”

She didn’t need to guess Artina’s motive. It was another attempt to show off, and Henrietta wanted no part of it. The mere sight of Artina disgusted her; she was already planning to throw out the chair Artina had sat in.

To her surprise, Artina didn’t get angry at the rejection. “Are you sure you have plans after work, Ms. Sargent? I’ve already told the whole company. If you, the boss, don’t show up, it will put a damper on things for everyone.”

Henrietta simply ignored her.

“My fiancé is very eager to meet you, too,” Artina added.

After a moment’s thought, Henrietta relented. “Fine. Since you’ve invited me so sincerely, I’ll go. Otherwise, you might actually think I’m afraid of your fiancé. I’d like to see for myself if there’s anyone in Juno City I should be afraid of. If there is, I’ll be sure to avoid them in the future.”

Artina smiled. “Now you’re talking. I’ll send you the time and room details later. Oh, and please bring Winona and Charlotte along.”

With that, Artina left.

As soon as she was gone, Winona asked, “What kind of drama is she planning now?”

“Let her,” Henrietta said, her face impassive. “If we don’t go, her show will be pointless.”

She then picked up her desk phone and called security, instructing them to come and dispose of the chair Artina had used.

“You’re that disgusted?” Winona asked.

“She’s bad luck,” Henrietta replied.

“Fair enough,” Winona said. “Actually, I really want to go. I’m dying to see who this chump is!”

For the first time that morning, a small smile touched Henrietta’s lips. “Yes, it will be interesting to see. After days of being mysterious, she finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.”