NovelUSAChapter156, My neck stiffened. His tone was both insightful and deliberately challenging, as if testing my professionalism. But I'd only thought it, I hadn't said anything. Why was he being so harsh? "Okay, since the CEO has given his permission, I'll head back,” I replied calmly. What was behind his displeasure, his harshness? Simply my earlier lack of tact, my cluelessness. It looks like this secretary gig isn't going to last... I'm not "tactful" enough.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter my reply, he remained silent. The atmosphere in the car beceven more oppressive. The driver, sensing the tension, silently grumbled to himself: These two are getting more and more awkward.* The car continued driving. He didn't speak again, and neither did I, until an hour later when we arrived at the exclusive private club.
We got out of the car. I went straight to the trunk, grabbed my luggage."CEO," I said gently, "Have fun with your friend. I'll head back to Chicago." I pulled my suitcase, ready to leave.
He reached out, stopping my suitcase, staring at me. After a moment of silence, his voice was low and husky, "It's my mood." I smiled faintly."Given your status, you can throw a tantrum to the entire world." "..." He was stung by my words, silent for a long time. "Then that world doesn't include you." I stood there, feeling like a pebble had been dropped into my heart. This... wasn't right...
He put the suitcase back in the car and walked towards the club. I had no choice but to follow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the fifth-floor balcony, a tall, muscular man stood, wearing an unbuttoned black shirt, revealing well-defined abs. He had sharp features, a strong jawline, tanned skin, and an aura of rugged sex appeal; pure testosterone. Yet he was wearing a suit, shirt, and dress shoes-the epitof a business executive. He leaned against the railing, smoking a cigarette, watching the scene unfold at the club entrance... He actually saw Evan being soft with a woman! He tsked in amazement, only putting out his cigarette and going inside when he saw us arrive. Inside, the manager led us to the elevator."Mr. Luo is waiting for you on the fifth floor." "Mm," Evan acknowledged, stepping into the elevator. I followed, standing slightly behind him on his left.
We soon arrived on the fifth floor. He walked directly towards a central private room. Near the door, I said, “CEO, I'll wait outside." He turned. "It's a large room." He was invitingin.
"...Okay." He opened the door. Inside, a huge private room housed a large round table where an extremely handsman sat. His chest muscles... well, clearly well-maintained.
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