Monique’s pupils darted around while her mind rapidly churned. She tried to figure out where it went wrong. She returned to the office right after she bought the coffee and did not wander around. Who would want to frame her!
Cindy Lee!
It had to be her!
After a moment, she said with realization, “It must be Cindy Lee!
“She doesn’t like me and probably thought I bought it for myself, so she decided to sabotage my drink. She didn’t know that I bought it for you,” Monique honestly explained her suspicions to Henry.
Monique’s cheeks puffed up in anger. She regretted clapping back at Cindy, which led to this misunderstanding. However, she felt that Cindy went too far.
She lifted her gaze to look at Henry. His face was dangerously close to hers; there was a strange glow in his cold, dark eyes. If he came any closer, their lips would touch.
He still wanted to punish her. There was no way she could get out of it!
Monique gave him a pleading expression with her almond-shaped eyes when she thought about Angel, who was right behind her. She forced a smile and attempted to ingratiate herself with him. “Please let me off the hook, just this time! I truly didn’t know!”
Henry was lost as he watched her, her cheeks were rosy with a small pointy nose between them. Her cherry lips quivered right in front of his eyes, unleashing her sweet, melodious voice.
Henry narrowed his eyes seeing her expression.
“Daddy, Mommy wouldn’t lie to you.” Angel ran over and tugged at Henry’s shirt. She looked up at him with her pretty face, fluttering eyes, and a pouting mouth. “Mommy said that lying is bad.”
Henry was instantly pulled back to reality. A jolt of electricity stung his heart, but he quickly regained his composure.
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