Howard Geoffrey crossed his arms, watching Becca’s hasty attempt to escape, looking completely unfazed.
The elevator had a passcode, so no matter how much she pressed, it wouldn’t open...
No one expected that after Becca’s frantic pressing, the elevator door would suddenly open at this mont...
It was Lisa Cecily who entered.
Lisa had originally intended to eavesdrop on their conversation to see if there was any progress, but before she could step into the elevator, she saw a slender figure rush in. Then the elevator closed, followed by a faint male curse from outside, "Damn it..." And then the elevator went down.
Fully imrsed in her escape, Becca didn’t hear the curse from outside the elevator a few seconds ago, nor did she see her usually composed boss in a rare state of urgency, like Lisa did...
In the elevator, Becca wiped away the last traces of tears on her face and awkwardly said to Lisa beside her, "Sorry for barging in just now..."
"It’s okay, I was just heading down too."
Lisa suddenly found it rare to see her boss looking anxious, so she decided to go along with it.
"Thank you."
Lisa didn’t say anything more, just smiled silently.
At this mont, Becca, whose thoughts were in turmoil, didn’t notice Lisa’s sly smile, just focused on wanting to leave here as soon as possible.
In less than a minute, the elevator doors opened with a "ding".
Lisa quickly reached out and grabbed Becca, "Uh, Miss Quentin, do you mind helping with sothing?"
"Hmm?"
Lisa’s mind moved quickly and she imdiately ca up with an excuse, "I’m eting my boyfriend today and I want to change into so clothes I just bought, but I feel like they don’t look good. Can you help take a look?"
"I..."
"It will be quick. I already placed the clothes at the front desk, I’ll go to the restroom to change and be right back."
Lisa was always going out of her way to help Becca, making it difficult for Becca to refuse at this mont. Since she was already away from the CEO’s office floor, Becca lightly nodded, "Okay."
"Then wait for in the reception room."
"Alright."
After watching Becca walk towards the client’s reception room, Lisa, who pretended to go to the front desk, imdiately turned back.
She walked back to the CEO’s private elevator door with a mischievous smile, crossing her arms to mimic the calm deanor of the CEO earlier, ready to tease the usually aloof and arrogant CEO.
Unexpectedly...
As she held back her laughter while waiting, she saw her tall and imposing CEO already heading towards the reception room.
Lisa’s expression, ready to tease, suddenly froze.
What...?
Only when she saw the CEO turn the handle of the reception room door did Lisa realize she really was too slow!
There was a backup elevator on the CEO’s office floor to prevent such accidents...
Sitting on the sofa in the reception room, Becca’s mind was still preoccupied with the conversation she just had with Howard Geoffrey.
As she thought about it, the tears that had subsided slowly welled up in her eyes again.
Not wanting Lisa to see her in this pitiful state when she arrived, Becca stood up and walked to the restroom in the reception room.
She washed her face and ensured she looked slightly better, then Becca walked out of the restroom.
But Becca never expected that when she opened the restroom door, a tall figure had already squeezed in.
"Ah!"
The sudden appearance of a figure almost scared Becca out of her wits.
But the next second, the familiar domineering arm around her waist and the familiar scent froze Becca in place.
The lighting in the restroom was a bit dim...
Becca looked in shock at Howard Geoffrey, only to et the intense gaze of his dark night-like eyes.
"You..."
Still not quite understanding the situation, Becca stood there, not knowing what to say.
Howard Geoffrey wrapped his arms around Becca, not allowing her any chance to back away, and spoke in a deep voice, "Is it really so generous?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you really just watch and Alice Robinson together?"
Howard Geoffrey’s words made Becca, who had just realized she was being held by Howard, freeze again.
In that instant, Howard cupped her head and swiftly captured her lips.
Becca hadn’t even had ti to react before she was kissed into oblivion.
There was desire, and also punishnt...
The desire was so intense that the force of his grip on her head caused her so pain, while the punishnt was reflected in the rough movents on her lips...
"Mmm... let go..."
Becca, hurt by his "bite," finally found use for her hands and started hitting him.
Howard Geoffrey only released Becca after "punishing" her for a long ti, and looked at her as she panted heavily, coldly questioning, "Do you have to force to a place where you have no escape?"
Becca’s cheeks were flushed pink from the kiss, making her look shy and lovely, causing Howard’s cold, stern gaze to beco slightly unnatural.
Becca finally reacted...
With Howard’s questions echoing continuously in her ear, she was suddenly stunned. "You..."
Howard’s handso face was cold as he gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you pretend to be generous when you clearly can’t let go? Why do you keep so many things you want to tell bottled up inside? Why couldn’t I get a single call from you for the past six months? Over two hundred days, I was just waiting for your explanation in person. Why are you so indifferent to our relationship?"
His deep, husky voice suppressed to its limit kept her firmly imprisoned in his arms, not allowing her any space to move.
She looked up at his nearly ashen face, noticing the fatigue she had never seen before.
Becca tried to push Howard away with her hand...
But Howard wrapped his arms around her fragile body, holding her tightly against him, forcing her to face him up close.
In her mind were all the questions Howard had posed...
She reviewed them, not knowing how to answer him...
Howard noticed her lowered long lashes, his tone still hoarse, "Where else do you want to escape to?"
Becca finally looked up, calmly staring at him, "I’m not running."
Howard’s voice was stern, "Answer the questions I just asked you."
Becca first took a deep breath, then nodded and answered, "I thought you were with Alice."
"So you pretended to be generous, pretended to not care, and always backed away instead of explaining to in person?"
"No..." Becca shook her head, her gaze dim on Howard’s handso face, "I don’t know if you still care about , but I know that with , you won’t be happy."
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