Hearing this, Jason Lockwood’s expression turned cold. "What did you say?"
"I said soone was in your office tonight."
"You saw them?" The man sat up in bed, his eyes turning grim.
"Isn’t that a stupid question? If I didn’t see it, how the hell would I know?"
"..." Jason Lockwood stood up and walked out the door without a word.
Jasmine Warren saw this and hurried after him, grumbling angrily as she went, "Jason Lockwood, you’re pathetic! What kind of dirt do they have on you, anyway?"
Her words made Jason Lockwood falter for a second, his hands clenching into tight fists.
He walked over to his desk. Seeing that the files on top had been disturbed, his expression grew even darker.
’They really have a death wish! Daring to co into my office!’
He turned on the computer and pulled up the surveillance footage. His expression was foul as he watched the screen. Just as he reached out to close the feed, a familiar female voice ca from the computer.
"...S-Sir... The Baron, you..."
Hearing the woman’s voice, Jason Lockwood’s brow furrowed. He shot a wicked glance at the woman standing beside him, the smile on his lips growing even more devilish.
Jasmine Warren’s face went from pale to beet red. She never imagined there were caras in the office. ’Damn it, I’ve made a complete fool of myself...’
Jasmine Warren forced a smile as she backed away. "Uh, um, I think you must have misheard. Yes, yes, you definitely misheard. Jason Lockwood, your ears must be playing tricks on you. Forget it, forget it, you have to forget it..." ’Please, for the love of God, just forget it,’ she begged internally.
Jasmine Warren wanted to cry from her own stupidity.
Jason Lockwood strode toward her, his lips curling into a wicked smirk as he said coolly, "Now what? It seems you’ve whet my appetite."
"Uh, Jason Lockwood, it’s late. You just got back, you must be tired! So, let’s talk this out peacefully. We can... do other things in our dreams..." ’Can you stop being so damn scary?’
"In our dreams? How could that be as satisfying as right now! Tomboy, that little sound from earlier... I liked it. Why don’t you do it for a few more tis?"
"I told you, you were hearing things! Your mind is all muddled! Auditory hallucinations are a serious problem, we need to get it treated as soon as possible... Jason... Lockwood, you damn bastard..." Jasmine Warren pushed desperately against the man in front of her. But he was just an infuriating, hateful bastard.
Before long, she was overpowered.
Jason Lockwood frowned in dissatisfaction. He reached out and squeezed, then gestured with his hands before saying in a low, serious voice, "It seems I haven’t been massaging them enough."
At his words, Jasmine Warren froze solid. She raised her hand and smacked him on the head. "You damn bastard!" ’If he doesn’t like them, he can keep his hands to himself!’
Jason Lockwood nodded in solemn agreent. "Yes, I’m a bastard."
"..." Jasmine Warren looked to the heavens in despair.
’This bastard. He’s completely shaless.’
Jason Lockwood frowned and pondered for a long mont before asking with a puzzled look, "Still, based on my calculations, it’s about ti they got bigger."
"..."
"Do you think maybe we’re doing one of the steps wrong?"
"AHHH! Jason Lockwood! You old pervert, I’m going to cripple you!" With that, Jasmine Warren lifted her leg to kick him...
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