Amanda was the first person Adelaide had ever seen who could shamelessly wield mental illness as a get–out–of–jail–free card.
“Where are you? I’ll come now.” Adelaide had no choice but to
give in. She couldn’t let Teresa get dragged into this.
Amanda was smug and triumphant. She knew this was Adelaide’s weakness, and she fully intended to exploit it.
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gave an address, making it clear that Adelaide had to arrive
within an hour.
Once the call ended, Adelaide quickly regained her composure
and calmly packed her tablet into her bag. She glanced over at Reginald, who seemed to be in a video conference.
She approached Nathan’s desk and explained in a low voice,
“Mr. Hurst, I’m going out to gather some on–site inspiration.
Could you please inform Mr. Thorton for me later?”
Nathan had noticed her taking that call in the break room, and
he simply nodded. “Got it. I’ll let him know.”
Only then did Adelaide hurry out.
Amanda had booked out an entire restaurant.
When Adelaide arrived, there wasn’t a single staff member in
sight.
It looked like Amanda was ready for a fight.
And that was exactly what Amanda had in mind.
As soon as Adelaide sat down, she noticed Amanda gritting her
teeth furiously and clutching a coffee cup. Almost on reflex.
Adelaide shifted to the side, just in time to dodge the scalding
coffee Amanda tried to throw at her face.
Having missed, Amanda clenched her jaw in frustration.
Adelaide calmly moved to another chair and sneered, “Did you
ask me out just to throw coffee at me? Heh, I thought you were
going to pull another suicide stunt.”
That hit a nerve. “Adelaide, even if you and Garrett have been
together for years, so what? He fell for my body first! He enjoys
making love with me!”
Maybe it was her mental illness, but Amanda had always been
this blunt and crude. Adelaide was used to it by now. The fact
that this was all she had left to lash out with only proved she
was desperate.
“Oh? If he loves your body so much, why won’t he divorce me?”
“That’s only because of you!” Amanda’s face contorted with
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rage.
“Right, because of me.”
“You bitch!”
Adelaide sneered, “Amanda, do you think you’re the only person who knows how to throw coffee at someone’s face? Let me tell you, when sane people snap, we’re no weaker than someone with a mental illness. Want to find out?”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Amanda laughed, eyes full of contempt like she was looking at a stray dog. “You’re just a fake that my parents pity. Living under our roof, you have to follow our rules. Do you think you can touch me? Unless you don’t want to
be the daughter of the Pierce family anymore.”
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