The Ultimate Revenge System

20. The Board Meeting

"Oh, good morning Danzel," greeted Anne gracefully from the dining room, her presence resembling a swaying dandelion blown by the summer breeze, a vision I promptly brushed away. I had intentionally entered the dining room earlier than the other occupants of the house, hoping to avoid small talk.

"Morning," I replied curtly, and without meeting her eyes, I walked straight to the stove, boiled the kettle, then went to the cupboard and grabbed two slices of bread, spread peanut butter on them, and ate in silence. From the corner of my eye, I could see Anne stealing glances from the end of the table, and I tried my best to ignore her, the sparkle of the diamond ring on her ring finger seemingly mocking my presence. I couldn't linger too long near her.

The loud whistle of the kettle jolted me from my prolonged stare at the ring on her finger. I stood up and brewed a coffee, intending to drink it in my room until it was time to leave. But Anne's greeting halt my steps.

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