Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 540

“Lauren, I promised you I’d make Anastasia crawl back and beg you to return,” Jonas said, raising his wine glass. His voice was a confident, tender murmur meant only for her.

A rare, faint smile touched Lauren’s lips as she clinked her glass against his. “Thank you, Jonas.”

She then turned to Rose and the other researchers. “And thank you all for standing by me, for resigning in solidarity. I’m truly touched. I promise every one of you that you’ll be back at Unison Pharma before you know it.”

The researchers raised their glasses, flattered by her words and reassured by her promise. They had felt a pang of regret after being fired—had they really thrown away such a great job for nothing? But now, with Ms. Brennan’s guarantee, their fears were assuaged. Even Rose’s expression had brightened considerably.

Chasel Dempsey, thinking of the immense profit he stood to gain, was all smiles. “This is all thanks to Jonas’s quick thinking. Come on, a toast—”

His words were cut short by his ringing phone. He answered with a grin, but a moment later, his expression froze. He shot up from his chair with such force that he knocked over his wine glass, splashing red liquid all over his suit.

“What did you say?!”

The commotion drew the attention of everyone at the table.

“Uncle Chasel, what happened?” Jonas asked.

What happened?

Chasel’s face was ashen as he stared at his nephew. “My assistant just called. Unison Pharma agreed to terminate the contract!”

He had agreed to this scheme for the potential reward, never intending to actually sever ties. But he would never admit his own greed was to blame, so he directed all his fury at Jonas.

And at the woman who had started it all—Lauren. He knew his nephew had only come to him because of Ms. Brennan.

“And you, Ms. Brennan,” he sneered, turning on her. “Don’t you have anything to say? None of this would have happened if it weren’t for you!”

The others turned to look at Lauren, their eyes no longer filled with the blind adoration of before. Just moments ago, she had confidently promised Anastasia would be begging for their return. Now, a seed of resentment had taken root.

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