The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 217

Aaron was the one keeping Lance company at dinner that night.

When Catherine finished dropping Lewis off, the rain was coming down even harder. Up ahead, a chain-reaction accident had stopped traffic. She didn’t dare risk it on those slick roads, so she pulled over, figuring she’d wait until the storm calmed down a little.

That was when Lance called.

She picked up just as an ambulance and a couple of police cars went screaming past. Sirens drowned out whatever Lance was trying to say.

“Lance?” Catherine called out when the noise finally faded.

“Where are you?” His voice was low and steady.

“On my way home.”

Lance glanced out the window at the sheets of rain pouring down, his eyes growing even darker.

“Pull over.”

“There’s been a crash up ahead. I’m already on the side of the road,” Catherine said quietly. She could tell from his tone that this wasn’t about work.

“Gavin called Adolf. He wants Lewis fired,” Lance said, straight to the point.

Catherine stared at her own reflection in the car window, frowning so hard her whole face felt tense.

“Why would Gavin do that?”

Lance didn’t know exactly what was going on between her and Gavin, but he knew something wasn’t right.

“Catherine, don’t let your personal life mess with work again. This is the first and last time,” Lance said, his voice suddenly cold. “I’ll handle it for you.”

Before she could even react, he hung up. All she could do was sit there, listening to the empty dial tone.

Was he saying he’d stop Adolf from firing Lewis? For her?

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