Sweet Subterfuge

Lewis was so confused by Wendy’s shouting then.

In his memory, no one but his uncle had ever shouted at him like that.

He stared at Wendy blankly before he finally came back to his senses. “Ms. Simmcrs, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about me?”

Wendy was so angry that she was shaking. Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding can there be? Could the misunderstanding be that you stole the right of succession of Blue Star away like the ungrateful son of a bitch that you are? Or is it the fact that you kicked

Larissa out of the company without giving a damn?”

Although Lewis had no idea where Wendy had heard such rumors, he felt that he had the need to clear things up.

“These are all misunderstandings. I have not stolen the right of succession of Blue Star, and I have not kicked Larissa out of the company.

Blue Star’s president is still my uncle, and the future president will only be Larissa.”

“Stop lying to me.” Wendy snorted at his explanation. “Larissa told me everything! Do you think I’d believe an ungrateful son of a bitch like you over my best friend?”

Lewis finaly cured out where the problem was

wr now.”

me, let’s go find Larissa and

nothing to hide after

would be

Wendy hesitated. “You really

was beginning to

I will be struck by

Wendy quickly stopped him. “I believe you alright? She was a bit annoyed.

sorry. Mr. Logan.”

with her over this. This was truly

should be that damned culprit who played them both.

and asked, “Do you still have anything else to say,

no!” Wendy waved her hand

door. “Then ll

opened the door for him. “Good night,

down as she did

looked like an ostrich.

look at

continue the awkwardness here either, and he quickly exited the room.

night, Ms. Simmons”

to Wendy as a form of greeting. ‘Ms.

jolted because

and forced out the most painful