Chapter 313 The Blame Game

The moment the elevator doors closed, I felt tears pricking my eyes. I couldn't quite put my finger on the emotion. I had been telling myself not to love Leonard anymore. But seeing him so close to Amelia was painful. The thought of them having a child together and living in the Harmon residence only made me feel suffocated. Once I got back to my apartment, I buried myself under the blankets, refusing to think about anything. The company was still under renovation, so I took a day off to rest. But the next morning, I was jolted awake by a call from Mr. Harmon Senior. "Eva, where are you?" "I'm at home," I replied, puzzled. Shouldn't he be relieved not to have me around anymore? Leonard must have told his family about the divorce by now. Otherwise, Amelia wouldn't be so eager to prove herself as Mrs. Harmon. But Mr. Harmon Senior's voice was cold, laced with anger. "You need to come to the Harmon residence. There's been a problem at the company." I was confused. What c