"W—What?!" Jillian couldn't hide her shock anymore. Her expression turned stern instantly, and she raised her voice while talking to Renata: "Listen, you little lady, my husband and I have no problem at all. So, stop trying to gaslight us, or I will get you fired!"
"Fired? Oh, I bet Harry wouldn't want to get me fired." Renata shrugged lightly. "I am the only one who makes him happy amidst his broken marriage life with his wife."
"STOP!" Jillian slammed the table as she got agitated. She got up and quickly put her laptop inside her tote.
"Where are you going, ma'am?" Renata said with a malicious grin. "Do I need to tell you more? Harry also told me you're so unbearable he doesn't want to go home anymore. That's why he worked a lot of overtime in the office."
"I don't give a damn about your nonsense, you little shit!" Jillian said. But her hands trembled as she tried to put all her belongings into her tote.
