Chapter 395
Chapter 395:
At that moment, the message was clear to Maisie. Ryan was essentially barring her from his presence.
Overwhelmed by the realization, Maisie broke down again, her eyes burning with hatred. The intense unwillingness made her head throb painfully. She knew she couldn’t linger here any longer, especially with the risk of company staff witnessing her distress and potentially fueling the gossip.
Struggling to compose herself, Maisie turned sharply, shooting Rohan a furious glare, and stormed out, filled with resentment.
Caught off guard by her glare, Rohan blinked in confusion and sighed helplessly.
Once outside the office building, Maisie slipped into her car and immediately made a phone call.
“Can you help me investigate something p>
She was convinced that Ryan’s sudden change of heart wasn’t spontaneous. It had to be Jenessa’s doing; that bitch must have whispered poison into his ear.
Maisie resolved, then and there, that Jenessa would pay dearly for her interference.
Maisie had just received the news she had been eagerly awaiting.
As expected, after Ryan had a few too many drinks and left the bar last night, he made his way to Jenessa’s new apartment. By morning, the pair had departed together in the same vehicle. In other words, Ryan had spent the night at Jenessa’s, and it was undeniable that something had transpired.
“Bitch!” Overcome by anger, Maisie exclaimed furiously, her face contorted with rage. She was certain Jenessa was to blame. Even post-divorce, Jenessa shamelessly enticed Ryan, sleeping with him and sabotaging her relationship with him!
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With each passing moment, Maisie’s anger intensified. She gripped her phone so tightly that it nearly snapped.
“Drive me to Sloane Design Studio p>
In a state of heightened emotion, Maisie’s breaths came in sharp bursts, her meticulously applied makeup now marred by her twisted expression of fury. The driver, catching a glimpse of Maisie’s furious expression in the rearview mirror, grew apprehensive.
“Miss Powell, isn’t this a bad idea…” he hesitated, wanting to continue, but the stern look on Maisie’s face silenced him, and he obeyed her command.
Shortly after, Maisie burst into Sloane’s studio. She marched up to the front desk and demanded, “Where’s Sloane Todd? Tell her to come out here now p>
The receptionist, taken aback by Maisie’s aggressive approach, remained polite but cautious.
“Miss, do you have an appointment p>
Maisie scoffed.
“She’s just a designer, and I need an appointment to see her? She really thinks too highly of herself.” It seemed that since adopting the Sloane persona, Jenessa’s arrogance had only grown.
“Listen, I’m Maisie Powell. Tell Sloane to come down and see me immediately p>
After a brief pause, the receptionist made the call to Sloane’s office.
“Boss, there’s a Maisie Powell here to see you p>
When Jenessa heard that Maisie was looking for her, she frowned and promptly responded, “Tell her I’m not seeing her p>
The receptionist passed the message along to Maisie.
Maisie’s anger intensified. She stepped forward, seized the receptionist’s hand that was holding the phone, and threatened, “Jenessa, if you don’t show up, you’ll regret what I do next p>