Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

He glared at Michelle, slammed the table, and angrily said, "Where did you find this pretentious woman, Michelle? How dare she come here and act all high and mighty? Why is she acting like she's something special?"

Michelle's face turned pale immediately. She bit her lips and said nothing for a moment before she averted her gaze to me.

I wanted to get up, but Michelle's hands pressed on my shoulders, making me unable to move.

Nervously, Michelle looked at Benedict, "Calm down please, Mr. Benedict. My friend here is always like this. She's always been aloof, but once you get to know her, she's fine. She just doesn't really know you yet."

Then, she pinched me hard. "Right, Chloe? We'll make sure Mr. Benedict has a great time tonight, okay?" Her words clearly had a hidden meaning.

I felt anxious. It wasn't that I was afraid of them, but this might make me late for my 7 o'clock appointment. I could also sense that these people weren't going to let this go easily.

As I sat there with a calm expression, my mind was busy figuring out how to get away. Tyler was still glaring at me. Maybe I had embarrassed him earlier.

Then, he sneered, "What's with the act? You really think that highly of yourself, huh? Do you think you're something special just because you know Atlas?"

Benedict also cast a scornful glance at me.

I remained calm as I sat there and watched him spew nonsense.

The problem was, I couldn't move, although I wanted to. Michelle seemed afraid I would leave and was keeping me seated by force.

When Tyler saw that I couldn't move, he sneered triumphantly. "You're just a plaything. Don't overestimate yourself. I'm telling you now. You need to pay for the drinks tonight. Your task is to make Mr. Benedict happy, or we won't let you leave."

I remained calm. I didn't struggle or say anything and just stared at him.

Fine. I just had to call Atlas. Otherwise, it looked like I wouldn't be able to get out of this.

"I don't care if you're Atlas's thing or not. now you're here today, I call the shots."

I snorted. Still, I said nothing and just glared at him.

"Listen up, Michelle. Didn't you say you wanted to help me? Is this how you're doing it? I bet you're here to mess things up for me, aren't you?"

It finally dawned on me why Michelle

had pestered me incessantly and

orchestrated today's situati

She

wanted to get close to Tyler and was

using me as a stepping stone.

I cursed her silently in my head.

Michelle was really something else. I was going to settle the score with her after this was over.

Tyler continued, "Mr. Benedict here is an old friend. If you choose a despicable woman like this, make him unhappy, and ruin my mood, believe me, I'll fucking ruin you."

Michelle once again shifted her attention to me, wanting to vent her anger on me.

"You're going too far, Chloe! You're already here, so why are you keeping up the act? Can't you just stop acting all high and mighty?" She yelled at me.

"Who does she think she is? Either

she accompanies Mr. Benedict until he's happy today, or she can caft Atlas here to do that! Otherwise, don't even fucking think about leaving this room today.

I couldn't take any more of Tyler's constant profanity.

Benedict smirked triumphantly and said, "Who knows what's really going on? Do you really know Atlas?

Haha... maybe he was just in themel

mood and needed company in bed. How dare a whore like you act all innocent here?"

I grabbed the glass of wine in front of me and splashed it on his face.