Drowning Him In Regret

Chapter 100 The Trap

Chapter 100 The Trap

Jude called me countless times, even rang the office line, asking me to go to his office.

Ellen gave me a troubled look. "Ada, maybe you should go see what he wants?"

"Tell him I'm busy. If he needs something, he can come down here." My fingers flew across the keyboard, not stopping for a second.

Earlier, Vivian had cornered me in the lobby, clearly trying to make a scene and let everyone know she was pregnant, and that the baby was Jude's. But she did not have the guts to say it outright, so she tried provoking me instead.

Too bad I kept my voice so low that only the two of them could hear. No one else around had any clue what we were really talking about.

And if Jude was mad? I could not care less.

Since he had the nerve to bring her into our home while I was out there working myself to the bone, trying to close deals, he should've expected me to cause trouble. He had no right to be angry.

He still picked me up and dropped me off every day, but refused to speak a single word to me. I welcomed the silence.

The supplies arrived, and construction was finally underway. On the surface, Carson Group seemed to be moving in the right direction. Unfortunately, Aiden was not on board.

Aiden came storming into the design department, insisting on getting involved with the overpass project I was leading.

"No way, I told you. If you have the skills, do the design yourself. If not, stay out of it. Leave now." My voice was cold. I was done playing nice.

Everyone in the company knew we didn't get along, and frankly, I did not care.

Aiden was Ewan's plant. And I was not about to let him meddle in such a major project.noveldrama

The heir to the Carson family needed results to prove his worth. That success would either belong to Aiden or Jude, and between the two, I would rather help Jude get the win.

Still, Ewan forced Aiden in, assigning him as a supervisor, though without any authority to make decisions.

Even so, Aiden managed to tank several negotiations by causing trouble. I was just about to lose it when Jude stepped in.

"Let's go home. We'll talk there." He practically dragged me out of the office. Back home, I chugged an entire tub of yogurt just to cool down.

Jude sat nearby, looking like he wanted to say something but could not bring himself to.

"Spit it out." I shot him a glance and cracked open another yogurt.

"There are plenty of firms we can work with. You don't like his choice, and he doesn't like yours. How are we ever going to get started?" he said.

I was furious. "Who knows design better, me or him? Who's the director, me or him? I designed that overpass. I lead this team. Just because the Carson family pays me doesn't mean I owe you blind obedience."

When it came to work, I stood my ground, always.

Letting an amateur call the shots over professionals only led to wasted time and doomed projects.

Aiden kept pushing to bring in some unqualified buddies of his. That was crossing a line.

Jude nodded. "Okay, I get it. But we still need the right partner."

"Elitara Group. They're qualified, experienced, and they have low-cost suppliers. They should be our top pick," I offered.

Mentioning it made my blood boil. Anyone could see they were the best fit. But Jude refused. Aiden kept interfering.

Dorian even brought his team several times, but no one would even let them through the door.

"No. I said we're not working with Dorian." Jude dropped onto the couch, arms crossed, completely ignoring everything I said. No matter how much I explained, he would not budge.

'No way. That guy's clearly into you. Do you think that trip to the mountains was all business? I'm not buying it." Once Jude dug in, there was no persuading him, not even God.

Just as I was about to blow up again, his phone rang two o

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He barely answered with a couple of yeahs, the hatup off the right now. I'll be there in no time."

He bolted for the door, not even bothering to look back or say goodbye.

I stood there, all the fight draining out of me. In that moment, I honestly could not remember what I was even trying so hard

Chapter 100 The Trap for anymore.

When Dorian called, I was still staring into space. It took me a second to realize he was asking me to grab dinner and talk about the project. I agreed right away.

This project was my pride and joy. It was the product of my whole team's effort. Even if I no longer cared about Jude, I owed it to the project to find the best possible partner. Maybe this would be my last major work at Carson Group.

When I arrived at the restaurant, the private room was filled with an odd, lingering

scent.

"Why this room?" I asked.

It was the farthest one back, right next to the rear exit. Dorian usually avoided this

one.

He looked a bit apologetic. "Who knew? The place is booming today. Every other room was taken. This was the only one

left."

I did not overthink it and sat down.

But after a few minutes, I started feeling dizzy. Dorian's face was flushed, way too flushed.

Then it hit me. The smell was off. I pinched the inside of my arm, hard, to keep myself alert. Fumbling with my phone, I called Perla.

My vision was swimming. I barely managed to say, "Help."

Not long after, the door burst open. The last thing I saw was Perla and Edmond rushing in. Then everything went black. Someone had set me up. But I never imagined they would go this far. That very night, a video of me and a man in that private room, making love, was posted online.

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