My face turned pale inch by inch. Even though I had intended to resign today, after he chose to abandon me without hesitation, I still felt as if I had been pierced through by knives and swords.
More than ten years of feelings were like rotten flesh on a wound—even knowing long ago that it should be cut away, it still hurt unbearably.
And Conrad had long since forgotten what he said to me back then.
When I handed the first fragrance to him, he had once promised that no matter what, the credit would always be mine.
He would not sell any patent related to my fragrances.
But from the moment Estelle entered the company, every one of my fragrances was written with her name on it.
The man who once loved me and protected me had long since changed his heart.
I took a deep breath, pressed down the surging emotions, and handed the resignation agreement to him.
He frowned as he took it. “Is this about the fragrance again? This part of the work—for now, just hand it over to Estelle.”
Before I could answer, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.
“Sir, something’s wrong! Miss Estelle has been taken away!”
Conrad’s face turned pale. He turned and was about to run out of the office.
I grabbed his hand tightly and said expressionlessly, “Sign it first.”
He glared at me, seemingly not expecting me to do this.
But his men at the door were urging him urgently. In the end, he only looked at me with disappointment, quickly signed his name, and left.
I carefully put away the resignation agreement. Just as I was about to leave, Conrad, who had suddenly turned back, grabbed my wrist.
Dragging me outside, he questioned me, “Ophelia! What exactly are you trying to do? The people from the R&D department said that after Estelle left with a guy, she didn’t come back—and that guy gave away your name!”
I said in shock, “It wasn’t me! I didn’t!”
His eyes were bloodshot. “That guy used your name. You and Estelle just had a conflict. If it wasn’t you, then who was it? Who would go to such lengths to frame a blind woman like you?!”
After saying that, without waiting for me to explain, he shoved me hard to the floor.
“If you have any complaints, you can come to me directly. Why did you have to go after Estelle?!”
I fell heavily to the floor again—this time my belly slammed into the floor.
In just an instant, I felt pain coming from my abdomen.