"Stop feeding crap. You’re not here, so why bother with dinner!" Olivia Lewis rolled her eyes without hesitation.
Adam Sinclair suddenly grabbed her hand and stared into her eyes. "Who said I’m not here? I’m here, in your heart."
Who said I’m not here? I’m here, in your heart.
Holy cow!
Olivia Lewis’s muscles tensed up all over, and for a mont, she couldn’t pull her hand away.
"You should know how much I like you. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t have been dumped by you three tis. If you dump again, that’ll be four tis. A guy getting dumped by the sa person four tis, don’t you think that’s too cruel?"
"..." She thought, wasn’t she being forced to?
Adam held her hand tightly and continued, "I’m well aware of my family’s issues. I just haven’t told my mom because I’m afraid she won’t hold up when that mother and son find out. Don’t worry, I can handle all this. You don’t need to worry.
I’m a man. If a man has to sell himself to protect what’s his, that’s too pathetic. If it really cos to that, I’d rather not have those things!"
"I want you and the Sinclair Corporation! You don’t need to worry about these things. As long as you don’t ss things up, I won’t either. If you break up with , I might really lose the Sinclair Corporation."
His voice was filled with confidence, flamboyance, and not a hint of hesitation.
Extrely resolute.
Olivia was locked in place by his confident gaze, unable to move. After a while, she squeezed out a sentence from her throat, "What the hell do you know!"
What the heck does he know!
If selling oneself could secure a corporation worth hundreds of millions, plenty of people would be willing to do it.
Does he think he’s made of gold, not selling for hundreds of millions?
With his size, even being made of diamonds wouldn’t fetch hundreds of millions!
Adam held her hand tightly, not letting her pull away. His handso brows remained unfazed as he pulled her closer with a sudden force, bending towards her, "You understand? Your understanding is breaking up with , persuading to sell myself?"
"If I went and did that, what about you?"
Selling oneself, selling oneself!
How did such good words beco distorted when they ca out of his mouth? Dammit, Olivia struggled to pull her hand away, but it wouldn’t budge. She was about to lose it.
Suddenly, a surprised voice ca from behind them, "President Sinclair?"
Joyful and excited.
Then, the voice changed its tone, "Olivia Lewis, what are you doing here?"
Olivia looked up and was about to sigh about running into enemies in narrow paths, when all the unlucky things and unwanted people collided again.
To her surprise, she bumped into Lena here again.
What do they call this, destined etings even if separated by a thousand miles?
Adam, suddenly interrupted, turned his head with displeasure. His gaze swept over the group of people like an X-ray, extrely impatient.
But this was a café, not his private place, so he refrained from driving people away.
Lena was initially overjoyed to see Adam. Ever since last ti, when she inexplicably offended the Habsden Family’s heiress, she had a streak of bad luck. First, she was banned, then dumped.
The only consolation was that while Baron Lawrence said he would ban her, most people didn’t know. So to others, it seed like she was just taking a break due to health issues.
But this couldn’t last forever; she couldn’t rest indefinitely, could she?
So she desperately needed soone to help lift the ban.
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