Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 270

I looked at Jeremiah and felt sick. "Is that all you think about?"

There was no need to argue with someone like him. The more I tried to prove my innocence, the more he would think that I was guilty. Hence, I turned around and left.

Jeremiah shouted after me, "You'll regret it sooner or later!"

However, I didn't grace him with another glance despite what he said. He thought that he had dirt on me and could control me. The way I saw it, he was delusional.

I continued to make lunch for Mr. Simpson as usual for the next few days. What was strange was that Jeremiah didn't show up anymore. I thought he had given up on it. To my surprise, he was cooking up a plot to undermine me.

A week came and went. It was afternoon, and I had made arrangements for my work. I was packing up my stuff and was about to head to the Simpson residence when my assistant, Jules Casey, stopped me.

I saw her stuttering and felt puzzled. "What's going on?"

Jules took her phone out and pulled up a social media application on her screen to show me a trending headline.

"The Heiress of the Brown Family Sacrifices Herself for Her Company Project and Lets a 50-Year-Old Scholar Have His Way With Her."

I tapped on it and saw an edited video clip. It showed me going over to the Simpson residence to make lunch for Mr. Simpson every day. Someone captured the moments I walked into the villa with date stamps.

The video also recorded several occasions when Mr. Simpson saw me out the door and chatted with me a little.

I tapped on the comment section and saw that the netizens were condemning both of us.

"Oh my god! A divorcee shacked up with a 50-year-old man. That's just gross."

"I recall that Sebastian has a wife too. I can't believe that someone as old as him is still cheating on his wife."

The way I saw it, Eric was the only person who would do something like this. I was about to text and ask him if he actually did it, but Jack popped out of nowhere, panting heavily.

"Emergency board meeting, now." Then, he cast a scrutinizing gaze on me.

Jack didn't have to say anything for me to know that I would be the heart of the topic in the upcoming meeting.

After I packed up my stuff, I headed to the meeting room on the top floor. Every board member was there waiting for me with grim expressions, including Dad.

Things felt tense in there for a brief moment. Just as I thought the meeting was about to end before it even started, Dad finally spoke up. "Jae, about the new energy project…"

He trailed off into silence before he eventually said, "I want you to stop handling it."