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Chapter 58 Don't Touch Me!

In the spacious and brightly lit office, a man in a tailored suit sat in a leather swivel chair, his gaze distant and unfocused.

Bang!

The door burst open.

A woman with shoulder-length hair sashayed toward the man. Her tight gold mini dress, too narrow for comfort, perfectly outlined her curves. Her long legs, smooth like white jade, made her appear even taller. Her pale, delicate face, lightly made up, was stunningly beautiful.

The man's gaze returned to her, landing on her face, and he couldn't help but call out, "Chloe..."

A triumphant smile spread across the woman's gorgeous face.

Wearing 13-centimeter heels, she seductively flipped her hair and shyly whispered, "Amos..."

Her voice was a mix of softness and allure—three parts demure, seven parts provocative.

Her tone sent a shiver down the man's spine, snapping him out of his trance. The tenderness in his eyes vanished, quickly replaced by a layer of frost.

His sharp gaze scanned the woman. 13-centimeter heels? A tight, short dres
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