Chapter 150

In Chapter 151-1 of “Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth,” Reyna Holloway finds herself in a state of turmoil after receiving a humiliating list of tasks from Cassian, her superior. Holding the key card tightly, she feels the weight of the absurdity of being assigned to the warehouse, a place she detests. The frustration and anger bubble inside her as she reflects on her sacrifices for Cassian, feeling betrayed by his sudden distance and lack of communication. Despite her efforts to reach him, she is left alone to face the embarrassment of her new role.
As Reyna navigates through the office, she encounters Monica, a subordinate who mocks her reassignment. This encounter intensifies Reyna’s feelings of humiliation and rage, as she grapples with the reality of her situation. Monica’s condescending remarks cut deep, and Reyna struggles to maintain her composure, feeling belittled by someone she usually intimidates. The sense of powerlessness is palpable as Reyna realizes that her status is being undermined in front of her colleagues.
Entering the conference room, Reyna is met with pitying glances and condescending questions that amplify her humiliation. Katie, a colleague who has tried to ingratiate herself with Reyna, uses the opportunity to undermine her further, showcasing the toxic dynamics at play. Reyna’s attempts to assert herself are met with mockery, and the laughter from her peers feels like a personal attack on her dignity. Each interaction serves as a reminder of her fall from grace, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed.
Amidst the chaos, Reyna tries to put on a brave face, but the emotional toll of the day weighs heavily on her. The chapter captures her internal struggle as she battles feelings of inadequacy and betrayal, longing for the respect she once commanded. The culmination of mockery and humiliation leaves Reyna questioning her worth and the loyalty of those around her, setting the stage for her journey of reclaiming her power and identity in a world that seems intent on tearing her down.
**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane Crest**
**Chapter 151-1**
**Reyna’s POV**
What a load of crap!
I stride out of Cassian’s office, the ridiculous key card clutched tightly in my hand, feeling the weight of it like a leaden anchor.
That infuriating redhead had the audacity to hand me a list of absurd tasks—tasks I was expected to perform in the warehouse. As if! As if Reyna Holloway would ever willingly step foot in that stock room, let alone touch those crates filled with mass-produced rubbish they dare to call clothes. The very thought sends a shiver of disgust through me.
And yet, here I am, staring at this list like it’s some kind of cruel joke. This isn’t a prank; Cassian genuinely did this to me.
I squeeze the paper until the edges bite into my palms, my frustration boiling over. What the hell is this?
It feels like a slap in the face, especially after all I’ve done for him—everything I sacrificed to support him in this chaotic world.
Fumbling for my phone, I check for messages, but nothing has gone through. My calls remain unanswered. His phone is still out of reach.
Damn it! Did he deliberately choose today to vanish while I’m left to face this public humiliation?
But he hadn’t seemed angry or upset during our last conversations. Sure, he was a bit distant, but not like this. Not like he would strip me of my title behind my back without a word.
As I scroll through our message thread aimlessly, someone collides with my shoulder, jolting me from my thoughts.
I whip my head up, ready to unleash my frustration on the poor soul who dared to invade my space. It’s Monica, one of my subordinates, standing there with a sheepish expression.
My glare could probably melt steel, but she acts as if she’s oblivious to it, casually shrugging her shoulders.
“It’s okay, just try to be careful next time,” she says, her tone annoyingly nonchalant.
“Excuse me?!” I retort, incredulous.
She halts, turning to face me, and I brace myself for an apology that I doubt will come.
“Oh, Reyna, it’s you…” she says lightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, as if that will somehow soften the blow.
“I checked the task list this morning. It seems you’re assigned to do the inventory list? Since when do senior executives do that kind of work?”
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut.
My ears ring with the weight of her mockery. My blood pressure spikes as my nails dig deeper into my palms.
This girl, who has never dared to meet my gaze directly, is now mocking me?
I force a laugh, though it feels more like a snarl, because stabbing her in the hallway is still illegal, even if we work for a Mafia organization.
“What did you just say to me?” I demand, my voice low and dangerous.
“Is there a problem? I heard about your role… reassignment to the warehouse. Someone informed you, right?”
I snap, my patience wearing thin.
“It’s just a misunderstanding. Nothing more than that.”
“Oh, how unfortunate. You should resolve it quickly. Otherwise, what other job will you be able to do, with the clearance of an ordinary warehouse worker?”
Her words are laced with venom, and I can feel my jaw clenching as I march straight into the conference room, where half the engineering team is already gathered around the table. Their heads turn in unison, and just from the look in their eyes, I know they’ve all heard the news.
Ignoring their pitying glances, I stride toward my usual seat at the head of the table, where I typically lead the morning briefings.
But before I can settle into my chair, Katie speaks up, her voice dripping with faux concern.
“I’m sorry, Miss Holloway! I mean, Reyna, but… what are you doing here?”
Steam practically rises from my ears. This is the same girl who has spent the last six months trying to ingratiate herself with me, desperate for gossip about Cassian and me, hoping to ride my coattails to success.
My throat burns with indignation, and I can feel my lower lip quivering before I manage to rein it in. Ash, seated nearby, catches my eye and notices my distress immediately.
“Katie, is that how you speak to your senior?” he admonishes, shooting her a glare that could cut glass.
But Katie merely smirks, her confidence unwavering.
“What senior?”
Mike leans in, whispering something to Ash, while I stand there, feeling the heat of embarrassment wash over me like a tidal wave.
Ash’s lips form a silent ‘O’ as he stares at me, his expression a mix of shock and sympathy.
“Sorry, Miss Reyna… I didn’t know,” he stammers, clearly flustered.
I take a deep breath, forcing a faint, wounded smile onto my lips, though it feels like a mask.
“It’s okay, Ash. I think there’s just been a miscommunication. But I don’t see any role as inferior. Whether I’m titled Executive Manager or…”
The word nearly chokes me—it tastes like poison, and Mark leaps at the chance to dig the knife in deeper.
“Or a warehouse crew?” he quips, his smirk widening.
The laughter that follows feels like a thousand tiny daggers piercing my pride. I can almost hear the echoes of my own humiliation bouncing off the walls of the conference room.
In the suffocating atmosphere of the conference room, Reyna’s world crumbles around her, the laughter of her colleagues echoing like a cruel symphony of betrayal. The weight of the key card in her hand morphs into a symbol of her shattered identity, a reminder that the sacrifices she made for Cassian and the trust she placed in him have led her to this moment of public humiliation. Each mocking comment from her peers chips away at her sense of self, leaving her to grapple with the painful realization that loyalty can sometimes be a double-edged sword. As the laughter fades, Reyna feels the sting of her pride and the bitter taste of vulnerability; she is not just fighting for her position but for her dignity in a world that seems to relish in tearing her down.
Yet, amid the chaos and derision, a flicker of resilience ignites within her. Reyna’s heart, though bruised, begins to stir with a newfound determination. She takes a deep breath, the air filling her lungs with a resolve that had been buried beneath layers of frustration and anger. No longer will she be defined by the scorn of others or the whims of Cassian. In that moment, she decides to reclaim her narrative, to transform the sting of this humiliation into fuel for her ascent. With her chin held high, she resolves to confront the challenges ahead, not as a victim of circumstance but as a force to be reckoned with. As she faces her colleagues, a quiet strength emanates from her, signaling the dawn of a new chapter where Reyna Holloway is not just a name on a list but a warrior ready to rise from the ashes of her past.
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect Reyna to confront the harsh reality of her new assignment and the betrayal she feels from Cassian. As she grapples with the mockery of her colleagues and the sting of her reassignment, the pressure will mount, forcing her to decide how far she’s willing to go to reclaim her status. Will she confront Cassian and demand answers, or will she channel her anger into a plan that could turn the tables in her favor? The tension is palpable, and Reyna’s fierce determination will set the stage for a dramatic showdown.
Furthermore, the dynamics between Reyna and her colleagues will shift as her vulnerability becomes evident. The once-confident executive is now a target for ridicule, but this humiliation could ignite a fire within her. Expect unexpected alliances to form, as some team members may rally to her side, while others will seize the opportunity to further undermine her. The chapter promises to delve deeper into the complexities of loyalty and ambition in a cutthroat environment, leaving readers on the edge of their seats, eager to see how Reyna will rise from the ashes of her public disgrace. Will she emerge stronger or succumb to the weight of her circumstances? The next chapter holds the answers, and the stakes have never been higher.
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