The Day His Demands Broke My Water novel Chapter 19

Seeing the mocking, disdainful gazes from everyone, I couldn't help but give a faint, indifferent smile, slowly suppressing my anger.

I stared directly at Hannah and David, my voice calm but firm: "Give me a reason for betraying me. I want to know the answer."

After all, I had always treated them with sincerity, never once wronged them.

Hannah, swaying her hips in that irritating way of hers, approached me. She pulled out a cigarette, placed it between her lips, and a shareholder, eager to please, stepped up with a lighter to light it. The smoke spiraled in the air, and Hannah arrogantly blew the smoke in my face.

"I've never liked you," she said. "Whether it's your family background, your education, or your looks, I'm not inferior to you. But you always get better and better, while my company went bankrupt the day your business was thriving. You stood at the top with the man I liked, looking down on me!"

I looked at her, disbelief spreading in my chest. I had never once belittled her, let alone known she was secretly in love with David. My only mistake was allowing her to work in my company, trusting her as my bestie.

David chimed in with a smirk: "You never cared about me, always working or on business trips, never understanding romance. How could you ever make me happy like Hannah does? Taking me to see sunrises in flower fields, making me feel special."

"You only gave me money—what else did you give me?"

So, it was all about that. The betrayal over a lack of romance. I laughed bitterly.

I had worked so hard every day, hoping to give him a better life, a life free from worries. Running such a large company didn't leave room for idleness. But I realized that, in their eyes, my devotion had become my fault.

This time, I didn't let anger take over. Instead, I calmly walked back to my seat.

Hannah was not pleased with my non-reaction and yelled, "This is no longer your seat."

I ignored her and cast a cold, assessing glance at the shareholders who had turned against me.

David raised his hand, pointing at me, shouting, "Get up! That's Hannah's seat now!"

Hannah sneered, her voice dripping with malice: "Let her sit a little longer. After all, it's her company she built. But it's ours now—she must be reluctant to leave."

"Let her sit forever?" someone asked.

"Of course not, maybe five minutes at most."

I wasn't concerned about their petty remarks. At this point, I had let go of them completely.