I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Meredith hadn’t asked if the water was drugged; she had asserted it as a fact. This firm assertion led Davina to inadvertently focus on who had drugged the water, forgetting to deny the presence of the drug.

She had internally admitted that the water was indeed drugged.

Seeing Kendrick Gould’s sorry state and how much Joy Chaucer had subdued her demeanor in the presence of Meredith’s husband-along with Joy mentioning their past engagement-Davina realized the gravity of whom she was dealing with. She couldn’t afford to offend Joy Chaucer, and certainly not Meredith.

Davina nervously glanced toward Joy Chaucer, who, with an evident threat in her tone, said, “Davina, think carefully before you speak. What exactly happened? You came here with Meredith, what went on?”

It was clear to everyone present that Joy’s words were a veiled threat for Davina to keep silent.

But the bystanders weren’t fools; they could see through the situation.

Overwhelmed and slow to process the implications, Davina fearfully asked Meredith, “If I tell the truth, will you forgive me? I was forced, I had no other choice.”

This statement made the situation even clearer to everyone.

Meredith responded icily, “When you conspired with others to drug me, you should have abandoned any hope of my forgiveness. Today, whether I forgive you or not, you won’t run away unscathed. If I don’t pursue this, others will find you troublesome. You decide now whether you speak up or keep this to yourself forever. Remember, this place is under surveillance.”

The implication was clear: if Davina didn’t speak now, she might never get another chance.

Joy Chaucer might ensure Davina never could speak.

After a struggle within, Davina looked at Joy Chaucer and said, “It was Miss Chaucer. She orchestrated everything, gave me the drugs, and had me lure Mr. Gould into the private room.”

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Everyone looked at Joy Chaucer with disdain.

She was the heir to Falconer Holdings. How could she stoop to such devilry?

Following a recent scandal, here she was again, drugging her employee and delivering her into Kendrick Gould’s clutches. Such malevolence was simply astounding.

“Davina, you’re talking nonsense,” Joy Chaucer exclaimed as she attempted to stand and rush at Davina. Due to her injured leg hitting the wheelchair, she fell in a most disgraceful sprawl.

The severely beaten Kendrick Gould, seizing the narrative like a lifeline, angrily demanded, “Miss Chaucer, why would you do this? I’ve done nothing to wrong you, right? You’re just a devil, Mr. Sterling, you heard it, I was framed.”

Terrence Sterling’s expression was frosty as his gaze pierced Joy Chaucer.

Feeling like a cornered animal, Joy frantically defended herself, “It wasn’t me, they’re slandering me. Terrence Sterling, don’t believe them.”

Terrence’s voice was chilling, “I’ll give you a chance to rephrase that.”

Joy stubbornly insisted, “It’s not true. I don’t know anything about any drugs. Terrence Sterling, you know me, we’ve known each other for nearly a decade. How could I possibly be involved in this?”

As she finished, Terrence barked an order to the security outside, “Take her to Thornfield Gardens. Contact the Chaucer family and her mom, have them send someone over.”

Two security guards promptly escorted Joy Chaucer away, wheelchair and all. As a key witness, Davina was also taken.

As for Kendrick Gould, Terrence left him be; the beating had already incapacitated him. With Joy Chaucer removed, Terrence led Meredith out, the crowd parting to let them pass.

Meredith looked at Terrence, feeling the protective favor he showed her; it was indeed a wonderful feeling.

If she weren’t Terrence Sterling’s wife today, she would have been at the mercy of Kendrick Gould. She could imagine the lies Joy Chaucer and Kendrick Gould would concoct, pinning the blame on her.

Without any influential backing, she would have stood no chance at justice.

Justice, it seemed, was in the hands of the few.

After leaving, Terrence had his PR team lock down any leaks about tonight’s events. As for Bianca, upon receiving a call about Joy Chaucer’s mishap, she hastily left a wine party to rush to Thornfield Gardens.