I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Dollars and Drama

“What’s there to ask?” Ellis thought it was completely unnecessary.

She shoved Jackson aside, then flung open the door to Easton’s office. Seeing him inside, she snapped, “My phone!

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Ellis stormed in, seething as if he owed her something–which he did, since he had taken her phone. Easton remembered the image of her glued to her phone, treating him like he was invisible. A slight smile curled at the corner of his lips as he pointed to his desk.

Easton didn’t say a word, but his gesture was enough for Ellis. Seeing this. Jackson tactfully made his exit.

And then he was even more confused. What exactly is going on between Mr. Easton and Ellis? Is Ellis realizing she is about to be broke?

Spotting her phone on the desk, Ellis strode over. Her steps halted beside Easton, her hand reaching out.

Just inches from the phone. her hand was suddenly grabbed by a large one. Easton, still seated, spoke down to her from his elevated position. T transferred 28,000 dollars to you this morning. After deducting 315 dollars, send it back to me.”

*Are you kidding me! You’re nickeling and diming over 28,000 dollars?” Ellis had been thrilled about the 28.000 dollars influx that morning, but now Easton was asking for it back, striking her like lightning.

“If you think 28.000 dollars is such a trivial amount, why don’t you just give it to me?”

Ignoring the 28,000 dollars given by Easton, her net worth was just around 28,000 dollars, so to her, 28,000 dollars was not a small amount. But since he was asking for it back, she had no choice but to comply. Reluctantly, Ellis freed her hand from his grip and begrudgingly operated her phone.

“You caused me to come here and grab my phone, making me take the afternoon off. You owe me a day’s pay!” She did some quick math, “I’ll transfer you 27,000 dollars.

“Fine.” Easton said coolly.

Since they weren’t connected on WhatsApp. Ellis had no choice but to ask Easton to show his bank account.

The moment she transferred the money and entered her passwords, it hurt. The windfall was gone!

With her phone back and the money returned to Easton, she briskly walked out.

Thinking it over, she felt rather dejected today. Not willing to let her fate be completely controlled by Easton, Ellis turned back and glared at him.

Unable to beat Easton, she slammed the door with all her might as she left. The sound was nearly seismic, reverberating throughout the office. Easton watched the door that the furious girl had slammed.

Calling Ellis childish was an overestimation on his part.

Whenever something didn’t go her way, she was quick to throw a tantrum.

Dining with her, Maya watched her ferociously eat her beef as if she were chewing Easton out, offering comfort, “Don’t rush, there’s always a way to handle it.”

The road ahead looked bleak. Ellis shut her eyes and spitefully cursed, “Would the heavens please let Easton and that witch Victoria just drop dead?”

If Easton dropped dead, not divorcing him would be the best thing ever for her, more thrilling than winning a 140,000 dollars lottery daily, as she could legitimately inherit his vast fortune.

Actually, she had considered crying in front of Sophia. But without genuine sadness, crying was difficult; she couldn’t fake