Still Your Dog? No, I'm Gone novel Chapter 51

I said calmly, “When I was still employed here, handled the contracts I signed. However, I’m no longer with the company, and all the handover procedures have been completed. You should be talking to whoever’s handling this project now instead of coming to me.”

Camille’s expression grew even uglier than it had been before.

“Then, why did you come to Layton Group?” she snapped. “Since you’re already here, why won’t you just handle the problem instead of giving me attitude?”

“It’s because Mr. Layton called me in to discuss something. The discussion is over, so naturally, I have to leave.”

I looked up and said calmly but firmly, “I’d advise you to find something worthwhile to do instead of wasting time pestering me. It’s better for you, for me, and for the company.”

With that, I turned and strode away.

But Camille wouldn’t give up. She chased after me and shouted, “Don’t you dare walk away! You signed those contracts, so you need to see them through to completion.

“Don’t give me that crap about the handoff being complete. I have no clue who you supposedly transferred everything to.

“I didn’t say you could leave, so you’re not going anywhere. Stay put! Are you even listening to me?”

I ignored Camille’s ranting and stepped into the elevator.

When I reached the first floor, she had already taken another elevator down.

“I’m talking to you, Max! Did you hear me?”

Just then, Sophia strode through the entrance, her presence commanding. She stretched out a hand, shielding me behind her, and fixed Camille with an icy stare.

“How long are you planning to pester Max?”

“You’re inside the Layton Group building. What gives you the right to speak here?” Camille barked. Her eyes suddenly caught sight of the necklace around Sophia’s neck. She froze.

“Why is that necklace around your neck?” she asked.

“Max

gave it to me for my birthday,” Sophia replied.

She touched the necklace and smiled warmly at me. She cherished it and wore it every single day without ever taking it off.

“He gave it to you?” Camille laughed mockingly. “Don’t kid yourself. He bought that for me.”

“Camille, I’ve told you before that this necklace was never intended for you,” I coldly replied, hoping to put an end to her delusions.

But she wouldn’t let it go. She crossed her arms and smirked at me.

“Give me a break. You think I don’t know what you’re really thinking? You’re only giving it to her because I said it was too cheap, and your ego couldn’t handle the rejection.”

Camille turned to Sophia, her expression smug. “Here’s the truth–that necklace you’re treating like some precious gem? It’s nothing but junk I rejected.”

She was so wrapped up in the delusion that she insisted I had originally bought the necklace for her.

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