Chapter 13

Heather didn't want to be falsely accused, so she felt that she should explain herself.

"Mr. Elkin, nothing is going on between Mr. Lewis and me. He just noticed that I was sick, and he was kind enough to lend me his jacket."

Kind…

Tyrone scoffed mockingly. "Ms. Sutton, men always have ulterior motives when they're kind to you."

Heather felt a little exasperated. "Mr. Elkin, Mr. Lewis is just concerned about me as a colleague. Don't assume that everyone is like you."

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

Heather was still too shy. She glanced at him, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

But Tyrone helped her with that. "Do you mean everyone wants to sleep with you, like me?"

Heather fell silent.

Couldn't he have some decency when he talked about things like that?

What happened to the coldness he had during the meeting just now?

Tyrone glared at her. "I want to sleep with you, and I told you very clearly. Do you think he doesn't want to sleep with you? Ms. Sutton, I can't