Chapter 45

“You could have messed up everything with your stupidity, you fool,” Reynolds said with an angry tone as he drove out of the compound.

“Now it’s my fault? Tell me—who is the bigger fool here? You who told me nothing about what I needed to say to your father, or me who came up with the truth and got the approval? Go ahead, tell me.”

“You are the bigger fool here. If you were smart you would know you took a big risk that could have cost you not only your pay but also landed you in debt.”

“Debt?” she asked.

“Yes. Here you are calling me a fool. If all this breaks, who did you think was going to pay for all the money I spent? You sure weren’t hoping I would leave it all, were you?

The money is useless to me, but I’d never let it go. Giving it to a beggar would be far better.”

Reynolds always seized the slightest opportunity to insult her—taunting and saying hateful words to her.

“If eventually it breaks, I will make sure to work hard and pay bac