Chapter 175

I stared after Frederick, my expression turning grim. I wondered if I should keep going. Then a voice inside me told me to keep going. I had already started, after all—and there was no turning back now. So, I looked straight into Mrs. Guzman's eyes and said, "Don't worry. Just like he said that day, I only see him as a brother. Unless I'm divorced, I won't do anything inappropriate to him." Mrs. Guzman's gaze flickered, as if she couldn't quite tell whether I was agreeing or refusing. "Then can you keep your distance from him in the future?" I smiled. "We're working on a project together. How exactly am I supposed to keep my distance?" Her face fell, but she didn't say anything. Mr. Guzman looked like someone had just punched the living daylights out of him. "Ms. Sawyer, I'll release a public statement soon. I'll say what happened at the birthday party was just some childish joke. "You and Frederick are both still in your twenties, so it's not unusual for young people