“And you… agreed?” she asked hesitantly. Their eyes met. The man did not reply immediately, and that only caused her to become even more nervous. What was she nervous about? Did she not want to divorce him? After all, their marriage was just for show. However… if they did get divorced, who would get custody of the child? “Do you want to divorce me?” He leaned into her as he asked in a low voice. He was so near her that their breaths were overlapping. She felt herself enter a momentary trance as she shook her head and said, “No, I don’t want a divorce.” The thought had suddenly occurred to her. If they got divorced, she might lose custody of her child. Thus, she would never agree to a divorce. Simon’s eyes glinted as his thin lips curled upward into a smile. “That’s right. Seems like you haven’t forgotten about our agreement.” “But your sister…” “I’ve already taken care of it. She’s giving you a chance to get to know you better. You must be on your best performance. Do
The expression on Simon’s face was unbelievably ugly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. Why did the kid interrupt him every time he wanted to do something serious? The little brat had destroyed his plans. He felt the urge to have him thrown out from the house, never mind the fact that he was his son! Sharon’s face reddened as she pushed Simon off her and lowered her head to check her clothes. Thankfully, they were not messy. The only thing messy was her breathing. She instinctively ran a hand through her hair as she said, “Sebastian, why didn’t you knock before entering?”The little guy huffed. “If I had knocked, I wouldn’t have seen Dad bullying you!” The expression on Simon’s face stiffened as he sat and glared at the little guy. “I wasn’t bullying her...”“I already saw everything, but you’re still lying!” The little guy did not believe him in the slightest.Sharon followed suit and said, “Your dad wasn’t bullying me, he…”Sebastian stared at her, waiting for an answ
Sharon felt everyone’s eyes on her as she walked up to the podium. Howard was staring at her. His eyes narrowed as he smiled cunningly. “Please project the design for me, Secretary Quinn.” When Sharon looked at Simon’s secretary, she could also see Simon through her peripheral vision. He had a solemn expression on his face as he sat at the head of the table. She felt herself become even more nervous. Secretary Quinn was ready. She immediately projected the design onto the screen. “Hello everyone. I’ll now begin talking about my design for the Mountain Linguistic City project…” Sharon had not finished her sentence when her audience began pointing at and reprimanding her. “This isn’t her design! It's plagiarized! How shameless!” Sharon turned to stare confusedly at the screen. The design projected on it was not her design but someone else’s. Her nerves tensed up as she immediately turned to Secretary Quinn and said, “You’ve projected the wrong one. This isn't my design.”
Sharon was shocked by his sternness. She restrained her emotions, which she had lost control of, and regained some clarity. She had just argued with Howard in front of the company’s executives. How embarrassing!Her hands curled into fists as she bit down on her lip. Although she still felt angry and resentful, she still had to shut up and leave the room obediently. She could not embarrass herself further. Simon had a stern expression on his face, and he pretended not to see her as she left. However, he gave her a sideways glance as she left, and she seemed to have an aggrieved expression as she walked out of the room. Howard had an imperceptible smile on his face. He did not say anything as he obeyed Simon’s order and walked out the conference room after Sharon. Sharon strode past the corridors as she heaved angry breaths. The rage in her heart was threatening to burn her alive! Footsteps rang out as someone ran after her. Then, the person behind her grabbed her arm and force
“Howard is her superior and was in charge of submitting her design. Naturally, he has something to do with this. Moreover… I have to be held accountable for this too. Her design was submitted to me, but I didn’t bother reviewing it before bringing it into the meeting. If this is to be investigated, I’m also at fault.” As he spoke calmly, he drummed his elegant fingers against the table. Penelope felt her heart constrict, and her breathing became labored as she stared at him. She said in an even colder voice, “Are you that protective of her?” Sharon Jeans was a source of calamity! “Penelope, I’m not being protective of her. I’m just taking care of matters the way they’re supposed to. It’s obvious that there’s more to this than meets the eye. We can’t blame an innocent person.” Without waiting for a response from her, he continued, “How about this? She’ll probably remember her design if she drafted it herself. Why don’t we give her a day to recreate it?” If Sharon had not plagiar
“President Zachary, you…” She was so nervous her heart was going to jump out of her chest. She sensed danger when he suddenly leaned in even closer to her, especially when she noticed the dangerous glint in his eyes. Her heart rate sped up again. Simon stared seriously at her as he said calmly, “For example… by kissing me.”“Kiss… Kiss him?” Sharon felt the blood in her body freeze. Was he trying to get a kiss from her? She tugged her lips into a dry smile as she said, “That… won’t be too appropriate, would it? This is an office.” “That’s why I just asked you to kiss me and not anything else.” For some reason, he always found it funny when her face turned red from nervousness. Why was this woman so bashful? Was a sentence enough to make her blush? Sharon felt her scalp tingle. Did that mean he would make her do something else if she did not kiss him?Of course, she was too embarrassed to ask him what ‘anything else’ meant. Based on his posture, he was not going to let
Howard was briefly stunned. When he saw that her hand was swelling from the burn, he immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the break room. He turned on the tap and placed her hand under the running cold water. Sharon glared at him. “Did you do this on purpose?” Howard was focused on her burnt hand as he said coolly, “I’m not that evil.” “Then why haven’t you left? Why were you standing behind me with a cup of coffee?” The more Sharon thought about it, the more things seemed fishy. “I decided to make you a cup of coffee after seeing how you had to work overtime.” Sharon scoffed and struggled to pull her hand back. “No need for your hypocrisy. You’re trying to do something to my design, aren’t you?!” Howard did not seem to have heard her as he turned off the tap and got some ointment from the first aid kit. His movements were skilled, but this only made Sharon resist him more. “Howard Zachary, you’re the design director. Don’t think you’ll be free from any res
Sharon glanced at the temperamental man in front of her. It might be past office hours and there was no one else here, but this was still their office. It would not be appropriate for him to hold her hand like this, would it? Howard’s gaze turned frosty for a split second when he walked out and saw his uncle holding Sharon’s hand. However, he pretended to be nice and asked, “Uncle, are you taking her to the hospital?” There was no telling if Simon had heard what he said. He did not even glance at Howard as he walked right past him while holding Sharon’s hand tightly. Soon, he brought Sharon into the elevator and vanished from Howard’s line of sight. The insincere smile on his face had long since disappeared. His hands, which were lying by his sides, curled into fists. When they exited the elevator, the man still had his large hand around Sharon’s hand. He had a dark expression on his face as he walked in front of her. His legs were long, and Sharon had to speed up if she want