Chapter 183: Paule is awake.
At the office...
Augustine was busy in a meeting. Anne sat at her desk, reviewing files he had shared with her. She wore a soft beige blouse, sleeves rolled neatly, composed, thoughtful, fully immersed in her work. She pressed the back of the pen against her lower lip and then marked certain points in the file.
Megan strode up to Anne’s desk. She cleared her throat, demanding attention.
Anne looked up, her eyes narrowing the moment she saw who it was. "You?" She leaned back in her chair, arms folded.
With an air of haughty confidence, Megan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I need to speak with Augustine. It’s about the project."
"He is in a meeting," Anne replied, her voice clipped and cool. "I’ll let you know when he is free. You can go now." She dropped her gaze to the file in front of her, treating Megan like an unimportant interruption.
The dismissiveness struck a nerve. Megan’s jaw tightened, but she forced herself to stay composed. Anne wasn’t just anyone; she was Augustine’s wife. Picking a fight with her could backfire in ways Megan couldn’t afford.
"I’ll wait," Megan said and dragged out the chair opposite Anne. Sat down, legs crossed, posture poised.
Anne’s eyes flicked up in surprise. She hadn’t expected that. She thought Megan, with her unpredictable temper and sharp tongue, would retaliate. But she sat quietly.
Anne studied her for a moment, suspicion prickling at the edge of her thoughts. ’Has she really changed her attitude toward me after knowing my relationship with Augustine? Or is this just a new strategy?’
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Megan scoffed. "Don’t think being Augustine’s wife gives you the right to intimidate me."