Chapter 410
Chapter 410:
A report like that would end up in the station’s official records—a permanent stain that could seriously hurt Helena’s shot at a raise or moving up the ladder later on.
Meredith was furious on Helena’s behalf and looked ready to speak up, but Donn wasn’t finished yet.
He curled his lip and said with clear disdain, “Ms. Sutter, you’re the one who pushed for Ms. Ellis’s promotion. But she lacks the proper credentials, and the whole process was questionable from the beginning. If you keep sticking up for her, I’ll have to ask if there’s some favoritism going on p>
“Mr. Jones, I’ll write the report,” Helena quickly jumped in. She didn’t want Meredith dragged any deeper into the mess. Donn finally clammed up and motioned for Helena to leave.
Moments later, Meredith stepped out as well and pulled Helena aside, asking in a low voice, “Did you know Donn before? Did something happen between you two p>
Helena couldn’t make sense of Donn’s strange aggression. She slowly shook her head, baffled, while Meredith guessed aloud, “Then maybe he’s got a bone to pick with Mr. Wilson, and he knows you’re linked to him. He must be using you to settle the score p>
Helena’s thoughts raced as she struggled to make sense of it all. Then, out of nowhere, clarity struck—she suddenly understood why Donn’s face seemed oddly familiar. It hit her like a bolt of lightning: he looked a lot like her ex, Terry.
She remembered that during her relationship with Terry, he had once shared a family photo with her. In that photo, one man had really stood out. Terry had pointed to him with a proud smile and said, “That’s my uncle. He’s in the news business too, just like you p>
Now, looking back, Helena realized the man in that picture was the spitting image of the Donn she had just met. It was him—without a doubt!
Helena let out a weary breath, almost laughing at the absurdity. What were the odds? She was having a bad day.
At last, when the workday wrapped up, she stepped into the elevator and headed downstairs—only to bump into Donn again.
Since they’d be working side by side from now on, Helena figured it was time to clear the air. But before she could open her mouth, Donn gave her a knowing smirk, his eyes dropping to the wedding band on her hand.
“Married, huh?” he asked coolly.
🅵𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒉𝓮𝒸𝒿 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝒸𝓴 𝑓𝓇𝒐𝓂;c o m
Helena clamped her lips shut, clearly unwilling to open the door to any talk about her personal life.
Donn’s smirk widened, then he casually switched to speaking in Evrach. “In our country, after dumping their men, some women still choose to attend their weddings just to stir the pot and ruin the whole thing p>
Helena’s brows knitted together. It didn’t take her long to connect the dots—he was clearly referring to Terry’s wedding.
Terry had gone out of his way to flaunt his marriage to Stacey—the same woman he’d cheated with—and Stacey, of all people, had the nerve to ask Helena to be a bridesmaid.
Helena couldn’t stomach the insult. She’d made a scene that turned their perfect day upside down. Donn hadn’t been at the ceremony.
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