"Jona, what's wrong? You don't look so good."
Annie, who had just returned, noticed that Jona seemed a little off and asked curiously.
Jona watched as her sister walked over with a radiant glow, her steps graceful.
It was as if a parched field had been nourished by spring rain. Her cheeks bloomed, and her eyes were misty and alluring.
Even her brows and eyes carried a hint of languor and satisfaction.
Jona was furious~
You've already had your fill, yet you left me here fuming all by myself.
"Sis, what did you do with my boss?" Jona couldn't hold back any longer and asked bluntly.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" A flash of panic immediately crossed Annie's eyes.
Jona stood up and planted her hands on her hips. "I know everything!"
Annie still tried to put up a desperate resistance. "Know what? What nonsense are you imagining?"
"The clothes in the washroom of the boss's office. Do you dare say they aren't yours?"
Annie's heart jolted. Oh no, I forgot to hide those clothes.
"These clothes really aren't mine," Annie stammered.
She truly wasn't lying. The clothes weren't hers to begin with. Jiang Siming had given them to her.
"Then how did they come to smell like your perfume? Are you still going to argue?" Jona looked at her with deep resentment.
Annie knew she couldn't hide it anymore. Blushing, she explained, "Well... I did have a relationship with your boss."
Jona's heart instantly shattered. She collapsed onto the table and cried, "Sis, how could you do this? Sob..."
Annie looked bitter and hurried over to comfort her. "Jona, why are you crying? He's only your boss, not your husband."
That might have been fine if she hadn't said it. Now Jona felt even worse.
Wasn't she deliberately