Chapter 82

Racquelle's attitude was clearly meant to provoke me. I pulled out a tissue and wiped the dirt off my clothes, then looked up at her with an unwavering gaze. "Ms. Smith, who gave you permission to return to the company? Don't you know that we need someone to monitor the project site?" However, my words only fueled her rage. "Joshua, you purposely drove me away, didn't you?" She pointed a finger at my nose, her voice dripping with venom. "What are you talking about?" I frowned at her, bemused. "I was puzzled by your choice to assign me to such a remote project, but now I see it was all intentional!" Racquelle shot me a cold look, her teeth clenched tightly. "You think you can compete with me for the family inheritance? Hear me, Joshua—you'll never have that chance! You should abandon that absurd idea; I will never marry you!" I stood there, baffled by her tirade, wondering if she'd woken up on the wrong side of the bed. Why was she lashing out at me with such nonsense? Seeing my s