Revenge on My Sister and Ex-Husband (Adelaide) novel Chapter 7

“It’s my assistant. Honey, enjoy your breakfast. I gotta run.” His words were rushed, his eyes avoiding hers. He grabbed his suit jacket and bolted out.

The moment the door closed, Adelaide set down her fork.

She picked up her phone. Right then, it buzzed. It was a picture of Amanda sitting on the hood of Garrett’s Porsche Cayenne.

Then Amanda’s message popped up. “Adelaide, you really cool sharing your man with me?”

This made Adelaide sick.

She didn’t reply. Instead, she texted Garrett, “Come back at noon.”

He texted back right away, “Okay, honey.”

Adelaide got out of the chat and, with a straight face, packed up all the food. She took it downstairs to the stray dogs she had been feeding.

As she turned to leave, a man not too far away gave her a little nod. “Ms. Pierce.”

She was caught off guard. She didn’t expect to see Reginald’s special assistant, Nathan Hurst, here.

“Mr. Hurst,” she said politely.

Nathan handed her an envelope. “Mr. Thorton sent me to give you the apartment keys. Also, he said he hopes you can handle your move today and get yourself sorted so it won’t mess up your start tomorrow.”

Adelaide took it without a fuss. “Alright, got it.”

In the contract she signed last night, she officially joined the architectural design team that Reginald was in charge of. The contract had a catch: she had to do whatever he said.

Moving out was the first thing he told her to do before she left last night.

But honestly, even if he hadn’t said anything, she would have moved out anyway.

The apartment was supposed to be a gift from the Pierce family to show everyone that they treated her like family, even if she wasn’t really related to them. But the truth was, it was Spencer’s idea, and his parents gave it to her kind of like they were paying her back for something.

The place was filled with memories of Garrett, and the Pierce family could come and go as they pleased, which made her feel uncomfortable living there.

When she got back to the apartment, Adelaide opened the envelope and saw the Sterling Estates, the fancy apartment complex down by Rosecliff Manor.

If she remembered right, it was one of the real estate projects that Reginald had.

Just then, the sudden knock on the door startled Adelaide.

She quickly hid the envelope in the bedroom, then looked through the peephole. When she saw who it was, her eyes got cold.

She opened the door.

There stood Spencer, looking sharp in his camel coat.

“Adele,” he said with that same old affectionate smile, like nothing had changed. For a second, Adelaide almost thought everything from last night was just a dream.

But her look at him got even colder. She casually rested her hand on the lock beside the door, making it clear she wasn’t about to let him in. “What’s up that you’re here so early?”

Spencer knew she was mad, but he didn’t care. He lifted the paper bag in his hand, eyes all warm and smiling. “I got you your favorite mango mille-feuille.”

“I don’t like mangoes anymore.”

When he heard that, Spencer paused for a second, but he kept smiling. “It’s freezing out here. Let me come in and warm up a bit, okay?”

“If there’s nothing else…” Adelaide didn’t get to finish her sentence because Spencer suddenly grabbed her right hand.

“We grew up together as siblings. Siblings don’t stay mad at each other overnight, and we shouldn’t let some guy come between us.”