Chapter 134
The room fell silent.
Then someone snorted.
Then all three of them burst out laughing.
‘She’s lost it.’
‘Ashton Laurent? Come on, Mira. Pick a more believable name next time.’
‘You expect anyone to buy that?’
Maxwell swirled his wine. ‘Miss Vance, don’t joke like that. I’m the Senior VP, and I see Mr Laurent maybe once a year. You think he’s just sitting around waiting for you to text him?’
I tapped the table. ‘You’re really not scared I’ll report you?’
He shrugged. ‘I told you what I did because I don’t care if it gets out. Besides, you’re not going to do anything.’
I reached across the table, picked up my phone, and held it up. ‘And if I recorded everything just now?’
‘Sure you did,’ he said, lips stretched in a smug, lazy smile.
‘Oh, I sure did.’ I tilted the screen towards him. ‘And I’m sending it to Ashton Laurent right now.’
Maxwell snorted out a scornful laugh. ‘Oh, come on. Are we still playing pretend?’
He turned to Franklin. ‘You didn’t tell me your daughter’s—’
The door swun

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