Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO Chapter 451 - 238: He Wants Her to Come to Him 52

Lisa Cecily took a sip of the coffee brewed by Rebecca Quentin and imdiately exclaid, "It’s so good!"

Rebecca Quentin smiled lightly.

Lisa Cecily said earnestly, "I must learn your coffee-brewing technique..."

Holding her cup of coffee, Lisa Cecily walked to the CEO’s exclusive elevator and entered the password.

Once the elevator door opened, Lisa Cecily handed the coffee to Rebecca Quentin.

"Miss Quentin, I think you have matters to discuss with the CEO. I’ll stay here. Please take this cup of coffee up for ," she said.

Rebecca Quentin needed Lisa Cecily’s help because only Howard Geoffrey, Lisa Cecily, and Jason Wood knew the password to the CEO’s private elevator, which was the only way to the executive floor.

Receiving the coffee, Rebecca Quentin gratefully said, "Thank you, Secretary Cecily, for still being willing to help today."

Secretary Cecily smiled and spoke frankly, "I’m only helping myself because I never believed things between you and the CEO would end just like that."

The elevator doors closed at that mont.

Rebecca Quentin thought about what Secretary Cecily said and only shook her head with a smile.

The elevator "dinged" as it opened...

Rebecca Quentin stood in front of his office door, gently knocked once while holding the coffee.

Inside, his steady and serious voice ca during work, "Co in."

Rebecca Quentin pushed the door open and walked in.

In her view, he was deeply engrossed in the files before him, but as Secretary Cecily predicted, he was almost finished, seemingly dealing with the final docunt now.

Rebecca Quentin placed the coffee on his desk.

But whether because he was too sensitive, almost the mont she put down the coffee, his dark eyes coldly swept over to her.

Rebecca Quentin did not fear him and calmly said, "You know the reason I ca to see you."

Howard Geoffrey closed the file in front of him, leaned back against the chair, and wickedly grinned, "Seems the one who can’t forget about is you..."

Rebecca Quentin went straight to the point, "You originally favored ’QCS’s’ design, but because I kept making it difficult for ’QCS’, don’t you think your actions are despicable?"

Howard Geoffrey stood up, moved to face Rebecca Quentin, his voice light yet tinged with an imposing coldness, "What, you’re taking my words as a whisper again?"

Rebecca Quentin raised her gaze to et his unfathomable dark eyes, "I have no reason to revolve around you."

Howard Geoffrey’s smile was chilling, "But you know I an what I say."

"Throw down from the 99th floor, huh?"

Howard Geoffrey maintained that leisure smile on his handso face.

Rebecca Quentin gazed at him, completely unable to fathom his thoughts.

At that very mont, he suddenly reached out and carried her sideways.

Her body rose abruptly into the air, startling Rebecca Quentin, who instinctively circled his neck.

In his arms, he said to the weightless Rebecca Quentin, "Maybe I should teach you a lesson."

It was only then, realizing she was clinging to him, that Rebecca Quentin quickly loosened her grip.

Already holding Rebecca Quentin, Howard Geoffrey walked towards the outdoor balcony separated by a floor-to-ceiling window on the 99th floor.

He used a free hand to press a button, and the floor-to-ceiling window automatically opened.

Rebecca Quentin beat against Howard Geoffrey, demanding, "Let go of , let go..." Seeing that hitting him was futile, she started swinging her fists.

But no matter how she resisted, she couldn’t prevent being led to the edge of the balcony by him.

Rebecca Quentin turned her head to glance behind and only then realized that beneath her lay the height of the 99th floor, with cars below appearing like ants.

"Ah!!"

Fearfully clinging to Howard Geoffrey, Rebecca Quentin was pale, "You jerk!!"

Howard Geoffrey stood on the edge of the balcony, his gaze also on the frightening height below, yet his handso face remained calm and composed, "You’re scared, too?"

Rebecca Quentin tightly hugged Howard Geoffrey, fearfully closed her eyes, and pleaded, "I’m afraid of heights, I beg you..."

"I’m contemplating, if I throw you down from such a height, what would happen to you?"

Rebecca Quentin was unable to think straight, her body trembling.

"Would you choose to resist to the bitter end or maintain your usual arrogance and leap down?"

"Please stop..." she begged.

Howard Geoffrey withdrew his gaze from the distant scene and looked back at her, curled in his arms, "Seems your arrogance is just that!"

Rebecca Quentin was so scared she was about to cry.

And at this mont, Howard Geoffrey simply set her down.

Rebecca Quentin’s legs gave out, and she imdiately collapsed onto the floor.

Howard Geoffrey turned around.

Rebecca Quentin dared not look behind her; she wanted to leave, but her legs were utterly powerless.

"Howard Geoffrey..."

Howard Geoffrey seed entirely unaware of her call, walking back to his office.

The tears of grievance finally escaped Rebecca Quentin’s eyes as she sat on the floor, sobbing softly.

Her cries reached Howard Geoffrey’s ears at that mont; his steps faltered, the glass reflecting the scene on the balcony clearly.

He did not stop walking, continuing forward, but his tightly pressed lips coldly parted, "Forgot to ntion, to prevent accidents, invisible airbags with sensors are installed under the top floor balcony." Implying that if anything were to fall, the airbags would open and catch it, ensuring Rebecca Quentin’s safety at the mont.

So ti passed before Howard Geoffrey saw Rebecca Quentin supporting herself against the wall, slowly walk into the office.

Rebecca Quentin’s delicate face had lost all color; though no longer crying, her eyes and nose were still red.

Howard Geoffrey leaned against the desk, a lit cigarette in hand.

"Now you know fear?"

Rebecca Quentin lifted her tear-streaked, clear eyes and glared at him fiercely.

"Wasn’t it you who wanted to throw you down from the 99th floor?"

Rebecca Quentin’s voice choked, "You’re too much!"

Howard Geoffrey half-squinted his deep, dark eyes, "Didn’t you ntally prepare yourself when you ca to see ?"

Rebecca Quentin bit her teeth and spat out, "So, now have I earned the chance to speak to you?"

Howard Geoffrey took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the swirling smoke, "Speak."

"It’s fine for you to make trouble for , but don’t make it difficult for ’QCS’."

"For soone who could ruthlessly abandon her own child, yet treat others with such kindness, you truly surprise !"

At this mont, Rebecca Quentin had no desire to exchange an extra word with Howard Geoffrey, but she couldn’t ignore her innocent colleagues at ’QCS’.