"Jared Hughes, like Chloe Lindsey, you're disgusting, disgusting enough to make people feel like vomiting!"
"One falls in love with his girlfriend's sister, his brother's sister-in-law, while the other falls in love with her husband's brother, her sister's boyfriend. Both of you truly belong together, despicable as low-life dogs, bound together in disgrace."
Betsy Russell's words echoed in Jared Hughes's ears. By the time he returned to his senses, he was the only one left in the hallway. His fingers trembling, he pressed the elevator button.
Once reaching his car, he failed to insert the key into the ignition. He took out his phone and dialed Bill Treiber. His hand was still shaking.
Poor Bill Treiber who was planning to return home for a good sleep, rushed over once he heard Jared's phone call.
"Take me back to the office." Jared Hughes said in a breathless monotone, tossing the car keys to Bill as his hands continued to shake in his pockets.
