The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

Chapter 0179

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But I couldn’t do so right now. For now, I had to follow the rules and do as Dawn directed.

Forgetting about the bathroom and my break, I swiveled on my heel and hurried back to my desk. Then, suddenly determined, I stormed past it and into Logan’s office.

“Logan,” I said. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He shook his head. “It’s Mr. Hatfield or Sir at work, Haz… Miss Whitaker.”

I didn’t have time for this. “HR fired Mike from IT.” If there was something Logan could do to stop this, there was no time to waste, not if Mike was being escorted out by security right at that moment.

Logan flipped through a document on his desk. “And?”

And? “He and Maria have been seeing each other since before these rules were in place. We can’t just let this happen. Can’t you do something?”

“I know you didn’t just ask me to abuse my power, Miss Whitaker,” Logan said. He didn’t even look up. “It’s not like that. It would just be fixing a wrong.”

“These are the rules now,” Logan said. “Your friends had time to rectify their situation before the workday began today.”

“Rectify their…? Do mean they should have broken up?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How could he say that about Maria and Mike, knowing we were in a similar position?

Unless… he meant for us to break up as well? He hadn’t said as much, but maybe that was the true reason we hadn’t spent any time together since our few stolen kisses here and there before these new rules were implemented.

We were supposed to be married, but sometimes it felt like we weren’t even dating.

Logan finally looked at me. He took a breath like he wanted to say something, but then his gaze shifted to something behind me and he closed his mouth again.

“I do hope you are only talking about work–related matters,” Dawn said, behind me again.

I swiveled, hating having her behind me.

Dawn’s eyes were sharp, slicing into me like a knife. “Personal matters are not to be discussed during work hours.”

I swallowed thickly, my nerves prickling.

“We were discussing work–related matters,” Logan said, his voice cool and calm. “Miss Whitaker had questions about the new rules, and I was explaining them to her.”

Dawn hummed in acknowledgement, though she still looked suspicious. “Well, Hazel. If you have any further questions regarding the new policies, please bring them directly to me instead. Your CEO has more important things to do than worry about the romantic entanglements of his employees.” “That will be all Dawn. Miss Whitaker. I have plenty of work to do,” Logan said, dismissing us both.

My heart sunk. I’d wanted to talk to him more about this, but that felt impossible now.

1 returned to work, and received no more opportunities to speak openly with Logan for the rest of the day. He was always in a hurry, or with someone else.

It was foolish, perhaps, but I was beginning to feel rejected.

That night, I explained everything to Maria and our other friends. Maria, thankfully, understood, and even hugged me in thanks for trying to help her. Even though it backfired terribly.

With that resolved, the issue now was what to do with Logan.

“He has reason to ignore me,” I said. “But that doesn’t make me feel any better.” It didn’t help that he still hadn’t called me tonight, and it was already almost 9.

Whatever our relationship was, it seemed to be becoming more and more distant. More strained. At this rate, we wouldn’t even be friends soon.

“The solution is simple,” Rachel said, shrugging. We all looked at her. “Seduce him.”