Chapter 63

If there was any other way, she wouldn't force herself to chug wine or shamelessly show up at those so-called parties. She just wanted to give Bennett Corp. a fighting chance. There was zero room for any pause-because the moment she took a breath, that Shaw Corporation was right there, waiting to pounce. And as if that weren't enough, that mother-daughter duo from the Bennett side of the family? Just itching to drag her down at the first slip-up. All of this pressure, all of this grinding effort-and her own husband couldn't even see it for what it was. Louise didn't feel like arguing anymore. She stood up from the couch, her chest feeling like someone had dropped a boulder on it. She couldn't breathe. It was like a goldfish flopped out of its tank, flailing and gasping, desperately hoping someone would notice and throw it back in. But... no one came. Grabbing a change of clothes, she shut herself in the bathroom. The steam quickly clouded the mirror, and she stood in front of it, stari