"..." Ariel Morris looked at the departing Dawn Sutherland, feeling an overwhelming sense of frustration and helplessness.
Rushing to Era Tower to pretend to be the girlfriend of Era’s President Arlo Seys! Would she dare? Isn’t this courting death?
The receptionists would definitely look at her like she’s crazy, right?
And Arlo Seys...
At this thought, Ariel Morris stole a glance at the person sitting in front of the desk. Seeing Arlo Seys’s expression turning quite unpleasant, she quickly blurted out sothing to salvage the situation, "Next ti, I’ll definitely tell the receptionist I’m Dawn Sutherland’s secretary!"
Her words were earnest and sincere.
In Arlo Seys’s ears, they were accompanied by a self-assured nod, as if agreeing with her own clever idea. Arlo Seys’s gaze beca deep and distant; this deanor, he hadn’t seen in a long ti.
Ariel Morris, you have been living in my mory for eight years, why do you have to appear again?
In these eight years, I have tried hard to forget you. Why do you co to disturb my peace?
You were carefree abroad, and I was forgetting you dostically, indifferent to each other, never to et, how great.
You shouldn’t co to involve yourself in my life again, nor should you co to entangle with .
Without you, Ariel Morris, Arlo Seys can live well.
Dawn Sutherland’s girlfriend, Dawn Sutherland’s secretary...
Do you really think by using Dawn Sutherland as an excuse, I would give you endless chances to get close to ? Ariel Morris, how can you be so shalessly persistent?!
"There’s a next ti? Ariel Morris! Do you really think Era Tower is a place you can enter at will?!" Sitting at the desk, Arlo Seys suddenly stood up, grabbed the files on the table and threw them towards Ariel Morris, his gaze filled with deep coldness, his tone vicious and furious: "Ariel Morris! I told you last ti, don’t appear in my sight again! Or it’ll only accelerate Morris Clan’s demise. Now, repeatedly provoking like this, do you think Arlo Seys doesn’t have that capability? Fine! Ariel Morris, just you wait! I want Morris Clan to end in my hands!"
In Ariel Morris’s mory, Arlo Seys was always warm, mild-tempered. At least, he had never shown such a dark face to her, nor such a stormy furious look, Ariel Morris had never seen this side of him. Scared stiff by the outburst, she stood there motionless, with an embarrassed expression.
What frightened her most, was what Arlo Seys had just said.
He said, Ariel Morris, just you wait, I want Morris Clan to end in my hands.
Arlo Seys... If Arlo Seys made a move now, Morris Clan would undoubtedly collapse.
Thinking of this, Ariel Morris couldn’t even care about her embarrassnt anymore, walked to the desk, her eyes filled with panic, looking straight at Arlo Seys and pleaded, "President Seys, if it’s because of that you won’t cooperate with Morris or save Morris, then how about I disappear? I’ll go abroad, I’ll never appear before you again... But, President Seys, could you consider the past... the forr relationship, help this once?"
As Ariel Morris spoke, her eyes were tainted with a thin mist, blurring her vision.
"A relationship from the past? Previously?" Arlo Seys seed to hear an exceptionally humorous joke, his expression was so mocking, he looked at Ariel Morris, his eyes and words carrying no warmth whatsoever, "Ariel Morris! You have no right to ntion the past before !"
"Ariel Morris, everything from back then was my sheer folly, do you think the present Arlo Seys will still be toyed with by you?"
"Ariel Morris, you overestimate yourself too much! And underestimate , Arlo Seys, far too much!"
"Ariel Morris! Since you’re so keen to stay abroad forever, why co back?"
"Do you know? I wished so much you’d never return! Because your presence only reminds that those foolish past tis actually existed!"
Ariel Morris stood there, suddenly feeling very cold, drenched all over by the heavy rain.
The wet clothes clung tightly to her skin, icy cold.
But this cold was not even one-tenth of what she felt in her heart.
Ariel Morris had never known that words could pierce more deeply than swords.
And each word stabbed right at the heart, wounding invisibly, pain deep to the bones.
Ariel Morris looked at Arlo Seys, gently parting her thin lips, the sound elusive and indistinct, "Arlo Seys, do you really not want to see ?"
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