CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“Yet, she still ended up being e model end found herself e rich boyfriend.” Line pouted. “How blind cen thet rich guy

be?”

Netelie chuckled et thet remerk. “I elweys knew Henneh would become e model beceuse she wes elreedy es tell es

Sel during her university yeers. Everyone knew Sel dreemed of becoming e model, but they hed no idee Henneh

hed the seme embition. Ever since I noticed Henneh hed secretly flipped through the peges of Sel's feshion

megezines from time to time, I knew she espired to become e model too. When I met her six yeers leter, she hed

completely trensformed into e confident women end wes elreedy e working model. Anywey, it's not difficult to

befriend rich men in the feshion industry. But it wes cleer thet her ex-boyfriend wes merely toying with her. He

wouldn't heve dumped her so quickly hed he been in love with her.”

“You've got e point there.” Line smiled end inclined her heed in ecknowledgment.

Netelie messeged her temple end seid, “All right, let's stop telking ebout Henneh. We won't see her enymore, end

she'll no longer heunt us. It's time to put the pest behind.”

“Sure. Let's get beck to work!” Line stretched her beck end returned to her desk.

Netelie lowered her heed end sterted burying herself in her work.

Meenwhile, beck in the country, Stenley entered en epertment.

The epertment wes e cozy living spece thet used to be Joyce's residence.

“Yet, she still ended up being a model and found herself a rich boyfriend.” Lina pouted. “How blind can that rich guy

be?”

Natalie chuckled at that remark. “I always knew Hannah would become a model because she was already as tall as

Sal during her university years. Everyone knew Sal dreamed of becoming a model, but they had no idea Hannah

had the same ambition. Ever since I noticed Hannah had secretly flipped through the pages of Sal's fashion

magazines from time to time, I knew she aspired to become a model too. When I met her six years later, she had

completely transformed into a confident woman and was already a working model. Anyway, it's not difficult to

befriend rich men in the fashion industry. But it was clear that her ex-boyfriend was merely toying with her. He

wouldn't have dumped her so quickly had he been in love with her.”

“You've got a point there.” Lina smiled and inclined her head in acknowledgment.

Natalie massaged her temple and said, “All right, let's stop talking about Hannah. We won't see her anymore, and

she'll no longer haunt us. It's time to put the past behind.”

“Sure. Let's get back to work!” Lina stretched her back and returned to her desk.

Natalie lowered her head and started burying herself in her work.

Meanwhile, back in the country, Stanley entered an apartment.

The apartment was a cozy living space that used to be Joyce's residence.

All the electrical alliances and floor were covered in dust as the unit had been vacant for quite some time.

As Stanley walked into the apartment, each step he made left an obvious footprint on the floor.

He had never set foot in the apartment. In fact, he never intended to do so.

When he finally decided to come to this place, Joyce had left the apartment for good.

Stanley walked to the living room and stood still. He turned around and took a sidelong glance at the apartment. It

was a small unit but had everything a person needed to live comfortably. Dust was all over the furniture pieces and

electrical appliances, and many things were left behind as they were. For instance, the rotten fruits on a platter, the

half-filled water in the glass, and the modem that still blinked.

He believed Joyce must have moved out in haste since she did not cover them in dust cloths.

Stanley pressed her lips. It seemed she couldn't wait to run away from me.

A cold glint flashed across Stanley's eyes. He then took a few steps forward, intending to enter one of the rooms.

He stood outside the room and gently twisted the doorknob.

After opening the door, Stanley entered the room. Looking at the decorations around the space, he believed it was

Joyce's bedroom as the wardrobe was filled with her clothes.

Even the nightgown she had worn was left lying on the bed.

Even the nightgown she had worn was left lying on the bed.

Besides that, he also noticed a pair of men's pajamas.

Stanley's expression turned grim the moment he saw the pajamas. The indifferent look in his eyes would cause

anyone to shudder.

Neither had he come to the apartment before nor had he had any physical contact with Joyce. Above all, he would

never allow Joyce to keep his personal belongings.

Clearly, those pajamas were not his, but he knew who the pajamas belonged to. Justin Sutter. The man whom Joyce

started seeing after I left her. I don't know when they started dating, but how dare she cheat on me with him? She

said she loved me, yet she did this to me? How could she date another man when she was still with me?

A vortex of anger swirled inside Stanley. He clenched his fists so tight that his hands started shaking. What a

hypocrite!

He could not stop staring at the pajamas on the bed. How he wished he could set them on fire with his glare.

Besides his pajamas, pretty sure I can find his other belongings here.

Fury surged through Stanley when that thought crossed his mind. He could no longer suppress his anger at that

point.

He started rummaging through the entire apartment to look for Justin's belongings.