Chapter 195

Chapter 195:

Liza was on the verge of speaking when the gate swung open abruptly. It was the security team.

“Liza Nelson, Teresa Richardson, Jonas Todd…” the security guard began, his voice firm as he read off a list of names—those known for their underhanded dealings and kickbacks. “You’ve been terminated by the company. Please vacate the premises within ten minutes.”

Teresa’s eyes widened in disbelief. Stepping forward, she protested, “I haven’t done anything against the company’s interests. Why am I being fired?”

The guard’s expression remained stoic. “You deceived your colleagues and impersonated Miss Johns. Your termination is immediate, and the company will also pursue legal action against you.”

“I…” Teresa stammered, her mind reeling. She had only masqueraded as a Johns, and now she was facing a lawsuit? “I admit my mistake. I was momentarily blinded by greed! Please, give me another chance!”

“You have nine minutes left,” the guard replied curtly, checking his watch.

Liza and the others wasted no time, hurriedly packing their belongings. Realizing any further discussion was pointless, Teresa stomped her foot in frustration and began to gather her things. Her thoughts were in turmoil. After she left Edge Entertainment, would any other company dare to hire her? Edge Entertainment was a pinnacle she had strived arduously to reach; she knew she wouldn’t find such favorable conditions elsewhere.

With her career seemingly over, Teresa thought of Kian. Even though she was ousted, her boyfriend remained a top star within the company. This thought brought her a sliver of relief, and she found a quiet corner to call Kian. Her heart thumped with anticipation as the phone rang.

Kian picked up. “Honey,” Teresa said immediately.

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“How dare you call me?” Kian’s voice was full of disgust. Teresa was taken aback. It was the first time Kian had ever spoken to her in such a manner, leaving her bewildered and hurt. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

“Teresa, you fooled everyone, and you’re asking me what’s wrong?” Kian’s tone was one of genuine disgust.

Teresa realized that Kian must have learned the truth, yet she felt unjustly accused. “Honey, I’m sorry I deceived you. I’m not Mr. Johns’s sister, but my love for you is genuine! Are you really going to judge me solely on my family background?” After all, Kian had professed to love her for who she was, not for her status.

Kian sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. “Do you really think I would have even looked at you if you weren’t Mr. Johns’s sister? You disgust me. Don’t ever call me again!”

With those harsh words, he ended the call.

Teresa sat in the biting cold, utterly dazed by the harshness of his rejection. She had never expected Kian to be so merciless. Were all their shared moments and feelings untrue?

Teresa bit her lip, her eyes brimming with tears, but she refused to capitulate. She kept calling him, but Kian didn’t answer and eventually blocked her number. Then, Teresa sent one final message, her fingers trembling. “I’m waiting for you at the entrance of the manor, Kian. I know you’re angry, but I believe you still care. We’ve shared so much happiness. I really want a future with you. Can we talk this through? I love you. I truly love you.”

Teresa waited at the entrance of the manor in silence, shivering in the cold as time stretched on. An hour had passed, and with each passing minute, her heart sank further. Could it be that Kian really didn’t care about her anymore? She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the distance. It was Kian!

Teresa’s eyes lit up with hope. She leapt to her feet and ran toward him, her arms flung wide in a desperate embrace. “Honey, I thought you were really going to leave me,” she said, her voice choked with emotion.

But Kian pushed her away coldly. “We shouldn’t see each other anymore. Here are your things.” He tossed a bag onto the ground, his tone icy.

It dawned on Teresa then—he had been packing her belongings to sever ties completely while she was waiting.

“Don’t contact me again,” Kian said indifferently, turning to leave.

In a panic, Teresa reached out and grabbed him from behind. “Kian, please don’t do this! I really love you. Don’t abandon me!”

Kian wrenched her hand off, flinging it aside with disgust. He turned back, his eyes seething with resentment and anger. “Teresa, do you have any idea what you have made me lose?”

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