Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 76

She’d been demoted to a regular staff member, no longer entitled to a seat at the conference table—she sat instead in one of the chairs at the back of the room.

Now, every eye was fixed on her.

More than a few faces wore looks of barely concealed schadenfreude.

She bit her lip, fingers tightening around the single sheet of paper in her hand.

Ten seconds ticked by in silence. She said nothing.

Aurora finally broke the tension. “If there’s nothing to add, let’s all return to our desks. A detailed project schedule will be sent out later.”

She was the first to stand and leave the conference room.

Eleanor, humiliated, bowed her head and wiped away tears as she rushed out behind her.

By ten that night, Aurora glanced across the office to see her team still working late and asked someone to order in some midnight snacks.

She herself stepped out into the hallway, letting the night air cool her skin as she stretched out her arms, trying to shake off the day.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind.

Aurora recognized the familiar scent instantly.

She didn’t resist, just narrowed her eyes and gazed out at the city lights.

Daniel pressed a kiss to the delicate curve of her pale ear, his voice low and husky. “How was your day?”

Aurora turned her head to avoid his affection, replying coolly, “It was fine.”

“Eleanor says you embarrassed her.”

Aurora slipped from his embrace, her look frosty and her voice detached. “I didn’t embarrass her.”

Daniel’s handsome brow furrowed as he studied her impassive expression, reminding her quietly, “The snacks.”

Aurora didn’t understand what he was getting at, but she didn’t appreciate being called out like this.

“If you’re so concerned about her, have her resign. Or transfer her to another department.” With that, she headed downstairs.

In the development office, the mood was relaxed.

When Aurora entered, people thanked her for the snacks.

She nodded, turning back toward her office. As she passed Eleanor’s desk, her brow creased.

Soon, she’d be able to leave with The Almanac of Air in hand.

But something felt off outside.

She could feel countless curious eyes on her.

Someone came over and whispered, “Ms. Quinn, Mr. Chambers and the police are waiting for you in the office.”

Daniel—and the police?

Unease coiled in Aurora’s stomach as she hurried inside.

The office erupted in hushed chatter.

“I never would’ve thought Ms. Quinn was that kind of person.”

“Did she really do it?”

“If she didn’t, would the police be here?”

“How did it come to this?”