I Slapped His Mistress At Their Engagement Party

Stepping out of the office, the summer heat enveloped me like a thick blanket. Yet somehow, a deep chill clung to my bones, and the warmth barely registered. I flagged down a taxi, sliding into the backseat as I told the driver to head to the city hospital. As the cab pulled away from the familiar street, I finally exhaled, letting the pain seep through me.

I tried to distract myself, to keep the discomfort at bay. But memories of Walker Reed, like an endless movie reel, played ceaselessly in my mind. I remembered how we met at a swanky gala filled with influential figures. He was young then, and his company was starting to take off. Despite some skepticism from others, he was determined and persistent, collecting business cards from all the key assistants.

At that event, I was brooding after an argument with my brother, Ronan. Dressed casually, I was sipping lemonade in the corner, standing out like a sore thumb. Someone, not realizing who I was, made a few snide comments about my unassuming appearance and lack of company. Ordinarily, given the prominence of Stone Enterprises and my connection as its influential leader's sister, no one would dare to cross me. But I always avoided unnecessary drama, so while everyone knew Ronan had a sister, they didn’t know it was me.

Just as Ronan was about to step in and defend me, Walker swooped in first, standing protectively in front of me. He was tall and handsome, and in that moment, it felt like fireworks exploded in my mind. I fell for him effortlessly.

Despite my brother’s disapproval, I stubbornly joined Walker's side, dedicating myself to securing crucial contracts for him. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Reed Enterprises’ current success owes much to my efforts. With my unwavering support, Walker began to develop feelings for me, too.

After another gala, slightly tipsy and unable to hide my emotions any longer, I found myself in his embrace on a spacious bed. That night, Walker didn't reject me; instead, we embarked on a new journey together. In the aftermath, he didn’t offer explanations but simply asked me to move in with him.

He treated me exceptionally well—so well that I truly believed he had quietly accepted me as his girlfriend. But later I discovered that he only saw me as a partner for the night. His heart had always been with someone else, his childhood friend, Tessa Powell.