Chapter 63

After being stuck at the Ford residence for a few days, I couldn't wait to get out and find Frederick. I'd given him a proposal earlier and needed to know what he thought about it. I headed straight to La Doghouse. This time, Velvet didn't try to stop me. She just let out a sharp snort through her nose, clearly annoyed, and turned to lead the way. "He's inside. Go on—Mr. Guzman is waiting for you." I nodded and pushed open the door to the private room. As I stepped inside, I could hear her mumbling behind me. "Her damn husband doesn't even want her, so she comes running to our boss. What a skank." I froze. Then I turned around and looked at her. "You into Frederick or something?" Velvet's face turned beet red in an instant, eyes wide and panicked. "W-What the hell are you talking about?" I walked up to her. "If you don't like him, then why are you so hostile toward me?" She stammered, "I just can't stand you stringing him along!" "Stringing him along?" I raised an eyebrow. "Y