Chapter 2

The next day, Georgina took the earliest flight back.

She stormed into my company, ignoring Sarah's attempts to stop her.

She kicked my office door open and threw a pile of shredded papers onto my desk.

"Bradley, ruining my clothes wasn't enough? Why did you have to destroy my design sketches? Do you know how much work went into those? I worked overtime for two months, drawing every single one!"

Her arrival didn't surprise me at all.

I looked up, glancing at Sarah, who understood immediately and left, closing the door behind her.

"You're so generous, so talented, are you really going to fuss over these two sketches?"

"Bradley! Are you insane? You're retaliating against me like this, all for a bracelet!" she roared.

Watching her unravel hysterically, I smiled:

"Georgina, you're married, do I need to remind you? Are you really that fond of dogs? Should I buy your assistant a leash so you can walk him around all the time?"

Georgina was speechless for a long moment, then fumed:

"Bradley! You... you're crazy! A pervert! I told you, there's nothing going on between us!"

"McCaw is a diligent worker. I was rewarding an employee, what's wrong with giving a gift? Your unreasonable outburst ruined two months of preparation."

Listening to her accusations, I let out a humorless laugh:

"My unreasonable outburst?"

"Fine, assume I'm being unreasonable! Don't forget, your design team and studio were all arranged by me. I can give you the chance to pursue your dreams. And I can also crush your dreams in an instant!"

This was the first time I'd ever lost my temper so badly since we got married.

She froze for a moment, her eyes filled with disappointment:

"Bradley, I never knew you were this kind of person before? Someone who casually abuses power. I don't want your studio anymore! And from now on, you stay out of my business."

With that, she turned and slammed the door shut.

I walked out of my office and saw her assistant standing by the door.

When he saw Georgina come out, he eagerly went to her side to support her as they left.

Before leaving, he glanced at me, a flicker of triumph in his eyes.