I drank so much to secure orders that I ended up throwing up. Meanwhile, my boyfriend was in our new home, rolling in bed with his first love. He even undermined my rights for her. I turned around and started my own business. Now he's begging me to come back.
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After seeing off the last guest, I turned around and rushed to the bathroom to throw up.
Luna Smith, my assistant, quickly patted my back. Once I felt better, she helped me into the car.
"Phoebe, why do you push yourself so hard? It's not like there aren't any men who could help in the company." Luna said, looking at me with concern.
I gave a wry smile. "But they're not at a high enough level to handle this."
The client today was from a powerful publicly listed company. Securing their order would ensure our company's performance for the next three years.
I had heard they liked whisky, so I went to the winery and bought fifty cases. Unexpectedly, they brought a whole team. I had no choice but to drink with them.
After more than three hours of dining, the whole team was all unable to drink more and lost to me alone, and finally I secured a letter of intent for cooperation.
Looking at the document, I ignored the burning sensation in my stomach.
Luna was still indignant on my behalf.
"Does Mr. Powell know how hard you're working?"
Thinking of Golden Powell, I smiled gently. "This is the wedding gift for him. It's a secret for now."
"You and Mr. Powell are getting married next month. Why doesn't he care that you're not home yet?"
Hearing Luna's words, I remembered that new furniture was supposed to be delivered to the new house today. Golden said he would oversee it, but I had no idea how it went.
I called Golden, but there was no answer.
"Luna, head to Foster Ville."
I told Luna to take half a day off tomorrow before entering the neighborhood unit.
The password for the new house was my birthday, set by Golden.
Thinking about the wedding next month, I couldn't help but smile.
As I opened the door, strange noises came from inside.
I saw high heels at the entrance, and a man's suit tangled with a woman's dress on the floor.
From the bedroom came sounds of heavy breathing and moaning.
Dizzy, I steadied myself against the cabinet and slowly walked in.
The master bedroom door was ajar, and a couple was entangled on the still-packaged mattress. The man on top of the woman was none other than the other owner of the new house- my fiancé, Golden.
My stomach churned, and I threw up.
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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