I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Unaware of Chloe’s thoughts, Bianca casually mentioned, “Yes, I just spoke with Terry, and he said Meredith has her checkup next Wednesday.”

Having confirmed this information, Chloe’s mind raced with plans, though outwardly she remarked, “Bianca, you seem very invested in this Meredith.”

“She has no parents and has been under my care for so long, plus she’s Terry’s wife. I’m just naturally concerned,” Bianca said, scanning her surroundings before asking, “Chloe, have you seen Joy? I can’t find her everywhere.”

Chloe, unsure of Joy Chaucer’s whereabouts and fearing that Bianca might lose confidence in Joy, covered for her, claiming, “She’s at the library, said she was looking up some information. Joy has been working really hard lately. Bianca, when do you plan to hand over the company to Joy? With your health not being great, you shouldn’t push yourself too hard.”

Bianca expressed her worries, “Joy isn’t cut out for business. I would like her to take over, but she doesn’t have the capability. I’m concerned she might ruin the vast business our father left us. I promised him I’d take good care of it.”

Seeing Bianca’s reluctance, Chloe urged, “You just can’t let go. Joy is your daughter. Everyone in our family has a knack for business. Let her try; we’ll be here for her, and nothing will go wrong. You have to trust Joy.”

“Let’s wait a bit longer,” Bianca sighed.

Chloe wanted to continue, but Bianca cut her off, “I’m tired, I’ll go get some rest.”

After Bianca went upstairs, Chloe had no further chance to advocate for Joy. She called Joy’s phone twice, but it went unanswered.

Meanwhile, at a riverside cafe, Joy Chaucer sat unhappily across from Fiona. “Seriously, what are you waiting for?”

“There was a perfect opportunity yesterday, but that Mr. Thatcher was unbelievably useless, and Terrence Sterling arrived just in time to deal with him,” Fiona explained. “Don’t worry, there’s still time.”

“Still time? Are you planning to wait until she has the baby before you do anything?” Joy frowned, clearly unimpressed.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Fiona, feeling indignant but restrained by Joy’s status, held back her anger and said, “Meredith is wary of me. I need to lower her guard. Make sure you prepare what I asked; we’ll need it soon.”

Joy pulled out a bottle labeled as vitamins from her bag and tossed it to Fiona. “It’s ready. I’m waiting for your good news.”

In the bottle were actually abortion pills. Fiona had used such tactics before when Meredith’s pregnancy turned out to be a false alarm. Driven by jealousy of Meredith’s life with Terrence Sterling and her upcoming childbirth, Fiona harbored deep resentment.

“I’ll be waiting then,” Joy said, standing and grabbing her bag, leaving Fiona with the promise of a reward for success.

After Joy left, Fiona took out her phone, which had been recording their conversation. Learning from past mistakes, she knew not to trust Joy without evidence.

With the recording secured, Fiona pocketed the pills and called Justin, planning to involve him in giving the pills to Meredith.

Justin’s phone, set to silent, did not alert him to Fiona’s calls. After two attempts, Fiona gave up and left the cafe.

Across from the cafe, at a juice bar, Meredith was in line with Grandma Sterling. Casually glancing back, Meredith spotted Fiona.