Chapter 3 Chapter 3 My Best Friend Is Trying to Impersonate Me and Seduce My Boss!
Mary’s heart skipped a beat.
That was the necklace Nora had lost.
The Moonriver Hotel. Last night?
Mary’s sharp mind began racing. Nora hadn’t come home last night. When she did return, her neck was bare and her expression guilty. And now this exceptionally handsome man had come to the door with the necklace in hand, his eyes full of gratitude and… a certain ambiguous desire.
If this wasn’t a case of mistaken identity, then it was a gift falling straight from the sky.
Mary brushed back her hair, instantly dropping her shrewish attitude and putting on a fragile, pitiful expression.
“Oh my God…” She covered her mouth, her eyes reddening. “I thought… I’d never find it again. That necklace means everything to me.”
Darren let out a breath, the frost in his eyes melting away completely.
“Thank you for saving me that night.”
He snapped his fingers. A bodyguard behind him stepped forward with a velvet box. Inside was a full set of dazzling diamond jewelry—earrings, a ring, and a bracelet. The diamond ring alone was worth more than this entire rundown apartment building.
Mary swallowed greedily and reached for the box, deliberately letting her fingers brush across the back of Darren’s hand.
“You’re far too kind,” she said shyly, lowering her head. “As long as you’re safe, I’d do anything.”
Darren left a gold-embossed business card on the table.
“If you ever need anything, feel free to contact me.”
Late that night, I dragged my exhausted body back home.
“Mary! Look what I bought you!” I said excitedly, holding up the bag in my hand. Inside was a new necklace I’d bought with my savings, hoping to surprise her and make her stop being angry.
But Mary didn’t rush over like she usually did.
She stood awkwardly in front of the couch, hurriedly hiding something behind her back.
“What’s wrong? Are you still mad at me?” I laughed as I walked over, reaching for her hand.
That was when I noticed a corner of a business card sticking out from the gap in the couch.
“Huh? Whose business card is this?” I asked curiously, reaching for it.
Mary tried to snatch it back, but I had already picked it up. When I saw the name on it, my blood seemed to flow backward.
Darren Gellar
Sheriff of the LAPD
“What… what is this?” I stared at Mary in shock. “Why do you have our chief’s business card?”
Her eyes flickered for a moment, then turned firm and cold. She grabbed the card back and clenched it tightly in her hand.
“It’s an HR contact I reached out to,” Mary lied without missing a beat. “Nora, don’t be so nosy. Oh, and about what happened at the hotel that night… I already know everything.”
It felt like a thunderbolt hit me.
She knew?
She knew I slept with my boss?
She suddenly leaned close to my ear, her voice cold as a venomous snake.
“And are you really going to expose it?”
“Are you going to tell that high-and-mighty police chief that the crazy woman who cuffed him like an escort and touched him all over was you, a lowly intern?”
“Take a guess. If he finds out the truth, do you think he’ll thank you, or personally send you to prison and make sure you never become a police officer for the rest of your life?”
My whole body trembled. I couldn’t say a single word.
Satisfied, Mary patted my pale face, tucked the business card into her cleavage, and smiled like a victor.
“So keep your mouth shut. From today on, Darren is mine.”
“Oh, right. He said he wants to take me to dinner tonight.”
Mary picked up her phone and dialed the number in front of me, her voice instantly turning sweet and cloying.
“Hello, Darren? It’s Mary… yes. I really miss you…”
I collapsed onto the floor.
Before I could recover, the phone lying on the floor suddenly began to vibrate violently.
It was a red-flagged, all-staff alert from the internal police system.
Every word flashing on the screen felt like a sentence from the god of death.
