A sense of pride swelled within Lena Hayes' heart whenever she talked about her house. The long period that she'd gone through by scrimping and saving had not been in vain. She nodded. "Yeah, I just bought it last year, and I got the keys only last month." Now she was eagerly waiting to save enough money for renovation. Ethan Walker gazed at her naive face. When she talked about her house, a certain glow shone in her eyes. It was evident how much she cherished her house. No wonder she, who was usually docile to a fault, had dared to openly rebut Ella David. Ethan tapped his slender fingers rhythmically on the table, sending Lena's heart pounding. His tone always carried a profound and mystic depth with it. He had always been unreadable, but more so now with the video weighing on her chest. Would he interrogate her now or leave it for later? She wished he could make it quick and get the matter done and over with. Lena was distraught. On observing her apprehensive demeanor,
Lena felt powerless in the face of it all. One should never lie, and she learned the lesson the hard way. One's memory would get all jumbled up when real events collided with untrue lies. Facing Ethan's sharp eyes and seeing his demand for an answer, Lena felt like crying. She took a deep breath and steeled herself. "Three times!"Marcus was a highly intuitive person. He would ask the same question if he had suspicions. Cleaning up three times within two hours... Lena imagined it was enough of an answer. Or so she thought.But Ethan's gaze on her became even more dangerous.Lena felt a lump in her heart, question after question flashing past her mind: Had she made a mistake? Had he cross-examined Marcus before he came home? The top of her head tingled as she cursed herself for not admitting it earlier, and now she found herself at a dead end. She couldn't handle facing Ethan. Just as she was about to grit her teeth and take the guilty plea, Ethan let go of her chin.His cold voice ech
In Mia's world, marriage was a matter dictated by parents and arranged by matchmakers, and she still maintained that even if she regretted having followed her mother's advice. Within her heart, traditional values still persisted. Now Lena was not only married but mentioned a pretend marriage, completely overturning Mia's ingrained beliefs. When she was asked by Mia if she had been tricked, Lena felt a headache coming on. "No, and don't overthink this." "Where are you now? I'll come find you!" Whatever Lena said seemed to go completely unnoticed by Mia, who was wracked with worry. "I'm fine, really, don't worry." "How could I not worry? When Granny passed away, she asked me to look after you..." Mia's voice was breaking. At the mention of Granny, Lena felt as if she had been pierced in the heart, a throbbing pain spreading from within. Mia began to sob before Lena could say anything: "You didn't even tell me something as important as your marriage. How am I supposed to face Gran
Seeing that Lena was determined to go out but unwilling to call Ethan, Jenny felt really uneasy. After some thought, she said, "Then shall I come with?" Not to mention that Lena was of a certain status, even without it, Jenny would still feel worrisome seeing her go alone. Seeing Jenny's persistence, Lena nodded. "Alright, you can come with me." As for her teacher, she figured there was nothing to hide. Her relationship with Ethan was purely professional, which was why things got complicated when their marriage was revealed. She didn't have to provide further explanation to Ethan even if Jenny met Master Adams. Lena and Jenny left together, but Jenny still managed to make a quick call to Marcus while she was getting changed. Ethan was in a meeting when she called. After receiving the call, Marcus knocked on the door and entered. Although Clara was with him in the meeting, Marcus didn't leave the task of notifying her; instead, he went directly to Ethan. He whispered a few words
Lena Hayes clutched her torn knit cardigan, slipping stealthily away from the suite. As she closed the door, she saw the man lying still in bed, his eyes tightly shut. She sighed with relief. She pondered about what had happened the night before. When she had taken advantage of his drunken stupor to shamelessly seduce him to bed, she felt immense regret! Touching his taut abdominal muscles in wild abandon had been euphoric... However, she then remembered that he was her boss. He was the stern, serious man she was terrified of, and she shivered at that thought. Indeed, chasing temporary pleasure led to disastrous consequences. Lena's legs trembled, and she fled from the "crime" scene. Upon reaching the dormitory, she steadied her breath before opening the door, pretending as if nothing had happened. Her roommate, Aria Smith, was applying makeup, meticulously dabbing adhesive on her false eyelashes. She wanted to slip into the room unnoticed but was caught off guard when Aria
Lena found out, she would be in terrible danger! Among all the women who vainly hoped to get into Ethan's bed, none of them had a good ending... Lena was introduced to the company by her. Not only would Lena be finished, but Aria and even the whole Smith family would be implicated! "You've utterly messed up!" Aria quickly moved far away from Lena, afraid of getting tangled up in the mess. Seeing Aria reacting like that, Lena's eyes became redder. Feeling a bit aggrieved, she explained, "I drank on his behalf several times last night, and then... things got a little out of control..."Aria fell silent. Ethan Walker was a man admired by the women in the entire company and Lenora City. However, he was someone who could only be admired from afar and not be trifled with! Lena actually dared to harbor such thoughts and even made moves on him! "You've been by his side for three years. Don't you know that he's untouchable? "Even if you have feelings for him, couldn't you at least consid
Lena stared at her phone screen that had just gone dark, a petulant pout on her face. It looked like her day off was going to be spent at work again! She arrived at the office with haste. She took a moment to regulate her breathing before she knocked on Ethan's door. Ethan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, sunlight streaking across his body, adding a hint of warmth to his aloof, distinguished demeanor. "Mr. Walker, you asked for me?" Lena approached him respectfully from the back. Ethan turned around, his face cold. The softness she thought she had seen earlier when the sunlight landed on him seemed nothing more than an illusion cast by her own mind. "Bring me the contract we have with Triumph Group." Lena was confused. Wasn't Marcus Hale in charge of things like contracts? Wouldn't it have been easier to have someone from the legal department deliver it to him? Why did he call her back from her day off? Despite feeling confused, Lena did not dare to voice
The atmosphere fell silent. Ethan's eyes were cold as he stared at Lena, who was nervously clutching at her clothes. He seemed to be evaluating the truthfulness of her words. A formless pressure enveloped Lena, making her grip tighten even more. "Please, God, I'm begging you, don't let Aria send any more messages," she silently prayed. She regretted not setting her notifications to be hidden. She regretted it dearly! Just when she was about to shatter under the stress, Ethan asked, "What's the part-time job?" Lena replied hesitantly, "A sculpture painter." Ethan questioned, "What?" The sudden "professional occupation" left Ethan a little taken aback. After a moment, Lena added, "A three-dimensional artist." Indeed, this had no connection whatsoever with her current role as Ethan's assistant. She carefully observed Ethan's expression and noticed his placid eyes darken slightly. She felt a bit of apprehension, not knowing what Ethan was thinking. Ethan flicked hi