Chapter 2

When I first met Jack, he was in his early thirties, an elegant and scholarly elite.

Now, I thought he should have completely lost his appeal to young girls, but unexpectedly, he still attracted trouble.

Jack, who was starting to gray and show signs of balding, with a slight beer belly, was the type who exuded sleaziness with every belch. What did this girl see in him?

Was she attracted to his age and poor hygiene, or his three-bedroom apartment?

I sneered sarcastically and continued to compare the chat records with the HR files.

Bella Baker came from a poor family background and claimed to be working her way through school.

She appeared to be a frail and introverted country girl, but her ambition was sky-high, dreaming of marrying into wealth and living a life of luxury.

They had been intimate for about two months, which meant he had just gotten a taste two months ago.

No wonder he was so vigorous that time in the office. He was clearly stimulated by his new conquest.

In their chats, she often hinted at the topic of divorce. Bella Baker said naively:

"Daddy, I'm willing to give you three more children. We can name them 'Do Re Mi', just like musical notes."

She's really a fake innocent romantic little green tea bitch.

And Jack actually responded with the most classic "sober scumbag" lines:

"I have a wife, what children are you talking about giving me?"

"What we're doing now is called an affair, not love. Bella, you need to be clear about that..."

The young girl still persisted, bringing it up at every opportunity.

I couldn't help but laugh coldly. Playing mind games with me, a seasoned professional, her wall-digging tactics were quite amateurish.

Meanwhile, Jack kept evading and brushing her off.

I knew that Jack didn't dare mention divorce to me, and he was just playing around with her.

Business circle relationships are like this. The company's largest shareholding belonged to Jack and me, and we had invested all our efforts into it. It was a delicate balance.

He couldn't leave me, but he had violated my emotional bottom line - infidelity.

My eyes noticeably darkened.

I never thought that one day I would have to use the strategies I used against competitors in the workplace on my own husband.

Since you betrayed me first, don't blame me for being merciless.

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The jewelry exhibition was proceeding as scheduled. I managed it discreetly while secretly observing this pair of cheaters.

Jack had a new red Hello Kitty lighter among his personal items.