Her Sacrifice, His Blind Hatred

could see was the rage in Augu

g, her body trembling. He wrapped his arms aro

ried. "Cora... she brou

Cora with utter disgust. "You're even more pathetic than I tho

ood rose in Cora's throat. "No," she whisper

ack away. August shot him a look that could kill, an

ned his full fu

ld and final. "You're fired. I n

of a physical blow. Her heart felt

streaming down her face. "You have t

ng all his attention on comforting his crying fiancée.

d, Patel, emboldened by August's dep

we?" he smirked,

alcohol, the shock. She backed away until h

tinct for survival took over. She l

pain and ange

ack and slapped he

ars rang, and her cheek stung with a fiery pa

ate. Her hand closed around the neck of

inking, sh

he side of Patel's head. He grunted, his eyes rolling bac

eapon, fell from her numb fingers. She scrambled to

only thought to escape. But

by room, sh

low murmur, and Harlow

She couldn't move.

in her chest, a pain so profou

stomach as she coughed up more

sonal hell. The other

t haunting the

She stumbled away, past the shocked stares

g, the police w

nder arrest for the ass

, numb, as they

ed the complaint himse

k any further, shattered into a million ti

y like a wooden doll, her

nt-not to help her, but to deliver a f

. "He simply wants this on your record. He has also officially ter

. Everythin

g cell. The other women th

rying to sleep her way to the top and got burned. Hea

another

t Cora barely heard them. She was