"Let me in!"

A commotion erupted outside.

Briony set the agreement down on her desk and had just stood up to investigate when the office door burst open.

Fiona Clarke rushed inside.

Behind her, Hannah Lane was being held back by Carl Shaw.

Briony frowned. "What's going on?"

"Briony, they're completely out of line! I told them they couldn't come in, but they barged in anyway," Hannah protested.

Carl stepped forward and nodded politely to Briony. "Ma'am, please forgive the intrusion. Mr. Wentworth asked me to bring Mrs. Clarke here to apologize to you in person."

An apology from Fiona?

What on earth was Stewart playing at?

Carl glanced at Fiona, his tone a reminder. "Mrs. Clarke, Mr. Wentworth said you have five minutes."

Fiona's expression shifted at that.

Facing Briony, she looked awkward, as if the words tasted bitter. "I was wrong before. I'm sorry."

arched an eyebrow. She had no use for

need to force yourself, Mrs. Clarke. But be warned-if you come

"You-"

Carl coughed sharply.

but, after a moment's hesitation, clenched

to apologize!" she blurted out, then suddenly dropped to

have hit you before. Ms. Kensington,

stared at Fiona

as arrogant as

reasons for apologizing, this is

finally nodding.

to help Fiona up. "Come on, let's

If you don't, Stewart's going to ship me off overseas. I don't want to

that's what this was

wife and leave, or

other option, Carl dragged a struggling Fiona out

clung

moment to ask Carl, "Stewart signed the divorce papers. I've looked them over and everything seems fine. Could

the tip of

just heard the world's best joke. "When?

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