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After typing, Stella turned around and hugged me, her small body warming me.
“Mom, I’m here, I’ll always be with you.”
Before I could even settle my emotions, Hudson Johnson called, ready to berate me.
“Avery Johnson, haven’t you had enough? What are you teaching Stella this time?”
“I’ve told you countless times, the relationship with Scarlett Lee is for the company’s image. When will you stop?”
“Besides, you’re a mother now, still competing and being jealous every day. Do you really think you’re still young? Avery Johnson, you’re disgusting.”
As soon as I answered, Hudson Johnson’s accusations came crashing down.
I tightened my grip on the phone, a mocking look in my eyes.
After seven years of marriage with Hudson Johnson, I know him too well.
The louder he talks, the angrier he seems, the guiltier he actually is.
I took a deep breath and asked, “Does your company need to fabricate a relationship to the point of causing a real–life scandal?”
It was just a simple question, but on the other end, a woman’s sobbing came through.
“Brother Johnson, you don’t need to explain for me anymore. If Sister Avery doesn’t like me, I’ll resign now.”
Scarlett Lee’s pitiful act made Hudson Johnson instantly angry, “Don’t worry about her, you’re my assistant. Without my consent, let’s see who dares to fire you!”
“Avery, if you keep involving Stella in your antics, don’t blame me for being harsh.”
With that, without waiting for me to respond, Hudson abruptly hung up the phone.
His cold voice still echoed in the room, scaring Stella.
As I looked at the phone’s dark screen, my heart was calm.
In the past, I would have made a scene at Hudson Johnson’s company, forcing him to fire Scarlett Lee. But now, there’s no need.
Just like Stella said, if Hudson Johnson can have another child, then I, Avery Johnson, can find another partner.
After all, my first love, Mason Carter, has returned to the country.
