The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 24

Paige moaned about her hangover over the phone, swearing to never drink again.

Rosalynn couldn’t help but laugh. She suddenly stopped as she glanced up from her phone.

“I got something going on right now, catch you later.”

Rosalynn hung up immediately.

“Keep talking, why’d you hang up?” asked Wayne, cold as ice.

“President Silverman, what brings you here?” With a pale face, Rosalynn calmly asked.

Shards of glass left a shallow cut on her cheek.

Wayne’s feelings of pity for her weak and helpless appearance vanished. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Heatherway was worried about you, so she asked me to check on you,” he said coldly.

Rosalynn’s fingers trembled.

As expected… Miss Heatherway, beautiful and kind-hearted.

She nodded, looking down, “Well, President Silverman, now that you’ve seen me, you can tell Heatherway I’m fine.”

Wayne’s expression darkened.

He stood up. “Rosalynn, you never appreciate what you have,” he fumed as he turned to go. He paused, looking down at her arrogantly. “It wasn’t Joseph Elkins who called just now, was it?”

Rosalynn was taken aback. Joseph?

How many years had it been since she’d heard that name?

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“What’s it to you?” She snapped. “I’m no longer your caged canary, President Silverman. Where I go and what I do is my business!”

Wayne chuckled, rubbing his forehead. “Rosalynn, neither Ashley nor Heatherway could tear off that mask of yous, but it had to be Joseph, huh?” He stared at her, as if trying to kill her with his glare.

She gritted her teeth. She should explain.

Joseph was just a senior schoolmate back in the day who had a crush on her. She was about to accept his pursuits when the ordeal with her grandmother and her debts happened. Perhaps it was because Joseph had embarrassed her, which left an

Impression on Wayne. Since Wayne still cared so much about Joseph, let him believe what he thought.

Seeing her silence, Wayne thought he had found the answer. His mocking smile deepened.

“Have you forgotten how Joseph humiliated you in front of me, while you held onto your pride?” he continued.

Rosalynn stayed quiet.

Images of Joseph, the sophisticated senior, his anger at breaking point, flashed through

her mind.

“I can’t believe it, Rosalynn! Did you really sell yourself just for money? How could you be so cheap and shameless? You disgust me!”

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Wayne hated her silence. He would have preferred her to fight back with harsh words than ignore him so completely.

“Rosalynn, that is your so called dignity.” Wayne said as he stormed off without looking

back.

It took Rosalynn a while to recover. She looked down at her coat, which was about to fall

off.

Confused, she murmured, “You forgot… your coat.”

It was nearly eleven when Rosalynn left the hospital.

A drizzle started outside. Standing at the hospital’s entrance, she opened a ride-hailing app. It was difficult to get a ride due to the nearby bar street during this time. Just as she was about to walk to the curb to hail a taxi, a black Maybach slowly pulled up beside her. Rosalynn assumed it was picking up someone else and stepped aside.

Suddenly, the passenger window rolled down. “Secretary Tesdal!”