Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Dulcie stood, holding the mouse.

She scanned the room and called out to her colleagues.

“Whose mouse is this?”

Everyone bowed their heads.

Silence followed.

Dulcie recalled each of the female colleagues who had sided with Audrey in scolding her the day before.

With the mouse still in her hand, she approached them one by one.

“Is this yours?”

“Ahh! Get that away from me! It smells awful! It’s not mine!”

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“Then is it yours?”

“No, it’s not mine! Take it away! It’s still wriggling!”

The expressions of the women shifted, and they swiftly moved away.

Dulcie responded with a chilling smile, “The Shaw Group is among the top listed corporations in Cadiered.

Our workplace is known for being clean and orderly.

How then, does such a filthy mouse appear all of a sudden? It has damaged the documents in my drawer.

Whoever is responsible for this should bear the loss.

If nobody confesses, I’ll check the surveillance footage.

Don’t blame me if I end up throwing this mouse on the culprit.

”

She declared this loudly.

She was not one to tolerate being mistreated.

Still, no one responded.

After a lengthy pause, Audrey stood and said, “Dulcie, I saw you pull that mouse from your drawer.

It must have been you who brought it here, right? How dare you try to blame others?”

A few women who supported her chimed in.

“She’s right.

We’ve worked here for years and never encountered such filth.

”

“A mouse appears in your drawer on the second day of your work here? How is that possible?”

“A nasty woman with a nasty mouse.

Seems fitting.

”

“Stop causing a fuss.

You did this yourself.

Just because Kurt looks out for you, don’t think you can do whatever you like.

You need to stay humble and respect others, you know?”

Dulcie remained silent.

Their accusations had crossed a line, and she felt her annoyance mounting.

In a firm voice, she retorted, “You’re right.

A nasty woman and a nasty mouse do go well together.

So, let’s find out who really belongs with this mouse.

I’ll let it choose its owner!”

With those words, she dropped the mouse onto the floor.

The large mouse moved swiftly and darted under the various desks.

The women throughout the office screamed and leaped up in a panic, their faces drained of color.

Even many of the male colleagues recoiled in fear.