CHAPTER 14: THIRD PARTY
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Debbi sat on the edge of her desk, her heart pounding as she stared at Walter. His piercing gaze held a mixture of frustration and something deeper—something she couldn’t decipher.
But she had made up her mind.
She took a deep breath and gathered every ounce of courage she had.
“This was a mistake,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I got carried away because… because you were my first.”
Walter’s face hardened, his jaw clenching. “A mistake?” he repeated, his voice laced with disbelief.
Debbi nodded, forcing herself to maintain eye contact. She wouldn’t back down.
“I don’t want to be a third party in your relationship with Annie. It was wrong, and it won’t happen again.”
Walter scoffed and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “So that’s it? You’re just going to walk away and pretend nothing happened?”
“It’s for the best,” Debbi murmured, her hands trembling as she clutched her bag.
A bitter chuckle escaped Walter’s lips. “For the best?” he echoed. “You really think you can just erase what happened between us?”
Debbi swallowed hard, her heart aching at the coldness in his tone. But she had to stand her ground.
Walter took a step toward her, his intense eyes searching hers. For a moment, it looked like he was going to say something—something important—but then his expression darkened.
“You know what?” he spat. “It doesn’t matter. I was going to announce my engagement to Annie tomorrow anyway.”
Debbi felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs. Engagement?
Walter continued, his tone cutting. “So, I don’t actually care about you. You were just a shameless woman who threw herself at me. And besides, you never cared who you did it with, anyway.”
Tears burned in Debbi’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall.
She would not break.
Walter’s words cut deep, but she reminded herself that this was what she wanted.
Without another word, he turned on his heels and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
The moment he was gone, Debbi collapsed into her chair, covering her face with her hands. Silent tears finally escaped.
“Did I do the right thing?”
“Was I really just some shameless woman to him?”
No.
She shook her head and wiped her tears.
That was the last time she would cry over Walter Adams.
She would move on. She would rebuild herself.
She would never let her guard down again.
With a deep breath, she grabbed her bag and walked out of the office.
What she didn’t know was that someone else had been watching.
The Hidden Figure
A shadow emerged from behind the bookshelf near Walter’s office.
Annie.
She had come looking for Walter, only to hear everything.
Her hands clenched into fists, her long nails digging into her palm so hard that tiny drops of blood oozed from her skin.
“Walter… slept with Debbi?”
Annie’s entire body shook with fury.
In seven years, Walter had never kissed her the way he looked at Debbi.
“So this is why he never touched me.”
“This is why he always kept his distance.”
“Because of her?”
Her heart twisted painfully as jealousy and rage consumed her.
“I will destroy you, Debbi,” she shouted
Walter had always kept his distance, always maintained boundaries between them. For seven years, she had waited patiently, convinced that he was simply a man who valued control.
But now… he had been with Debbie?
Not just kissed her—slept with her?
Her fingernails dug deeper into her palm as the pain in her chest spread like fire.
“Why her?”
“What does she have that I don’t?”
“Why did he give her what he never gave me?”
The words she had just overheard echoed in her mind.
Walter: “Admit that it wasn’t a mistake.”
Debbie: “It was. I was carried away… You were my first, but it doesn’t mean anything.”
Debbie had rejected him.
Walter—her Walter—had begged another woman to admit her feelings, and she had denied him.
Annie’s heart twisted painfully.
Walter had never once looked at her with such desperation. He had never fought for her to acknowledge their love.
No.
To him, she was just a convenience, the perfect fiancée for public appearances, the woman from a wealthy and powerful family that matched his status.
But this girl, Debbie?
A nobody.
A random girl from a ghetto.
Yet she had something that Annie had never been able to get from Walter.
That realization made Annie’s blood boil.
“I won’t let her win.”
She clenched her fists.
“Debbie Williams, you don’t belong here.”
“You’re nothing but a distraction, a toy Walter will eventually toss aside.”
“But I won’t wait for that to happen. I’ll destroy you before you have a chance to take what’s mine.”
With that resolve, Annie stormed out of the office, her heels clicking against the marble floor with deadly purpose.
When she got home she called someone and reported that day’s incident to the person .
The person on the line was angry but assured Annie she is going to handle it
“Walter is yours and not anyone else “ The Person said over the phone
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