Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 32

Next morning, Leo came all prepared for a meeting, it seemed like he was on a mission to conquer this world.

Exuding matchless confidence, he had a strong command over the room. He meticulously outlined the benefits of this proposal.

“People say that stars are made by luck. But I think it’s just one golden opportunity which can change your life.

Like today, if we sign this project, my stardom can bring numerous sponsors to your company, giving you a much-needed boost. And it’s not a long-term contract. The results will amaze you in days.”

As he explained the feasibility of this project, fanyicEcho and Brandon swiftly became his fan. They praised him nonstop.

“Mr. Leo is such a talented man. He is simply the best in sports, and now see, he is standing like an experienced CEO. Damn! I have goosebumps over my skin!”

This long session of admiration ruined my mood, reminding me of my bitter past where he was the center of attraction like today. I couldn’t help but regret supporting him when he was nothing.

But not now!

I was ready to take everything back.

I thought to myself. “If you hadn’t treated me that way back then, we could be together today, Leo.”

As soon as Leo completed the presentation, he looked at me for feedback. My co-workers were also curious about my decision. I could read their faces easily where it was clearly written in bold letters ‘Yes’. So, I had to sugar-coat my response to maintain the air of mystery.

Like what’s the rush?

After all, revenge is the dish best served when it’s cold!

Clearing my throat, I voiced my opinion. “Your presentation was impressive, Mr. Leo. Let’s see how you perform in the hockey game, three days from now on.”

His passionate speech was only met with a light comment from me, causing him look extremely disappointed, even though he tried his best to hide it.

I couldn’t help but smirk inwardly—well done, Laura!

Leo took my hand and placed it against his chest. The heat radiating from him was unmistakable.

My cheeks flushed, but it was from anger, not desire.

I yanked my hand away and slapped him hard.

Leo stared at me with reddened eyes, refusing to back down as he pulled my hand again. "Pa!" Another slap echoed, and my palm throbbed with the force.

"I’ll give you three seconds to leave, or I’ll call security. Do you want to embarrass yourself in front of everyone?"

Reluctantly, Leo let go of my hand and stumbled out, muttering, "I won’t give up."

Author's note: Leo, don't say a word—just get ready for the slap.