All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"If this happens again, you will no longer be welcome in this company!" Jethro spat out as he cast me a frosty look, then stormed back to his office.I stared at his retreating figure, my blood boiling. He was absolutely targeting me. Other colleagues had boyfriends who sent them flowers and he never got this mad, nor did he make them throw the flowers away. But with me, he was merciless. This man was completely out of line.When Jethro was back in his office, Misha gave me a sympathetic look. "The boss looks really scary when he’s angry.""Is he the only one entitled to get angry?" I said bitterly as I sank into my chair. My good mood from earlier had evaporated."It's such a waste on your boyfriend’s part. Sigh, such beautiful roses tossed aside like trash." Misha peered at the discarded flowers regretfully.My eyes followed hers, and my anger flared anew. It wasn't about the roses. It was Jethro's blatant targeting that pissed me off. He scolded me in front of the entire depart

Jethro's attitude had rubbed me the wrong way, and I wanted to annoy him back. Thus, I gladly accepted the steak slice that Ignatz offered me.Jethro didn't say a word, but I felt the chilly aura from him grow even stronger."Looks like all the seats are taken. Oh well, guess I’ll just join your table. Saves me the trouble of choosing a spot," he suddenly said as he took a seat next to me.I immediately felt another wave of pressure. I didn't like him sitting so close to me, especially under these awkward circumstances. And Ignatz, who sat across from me, also sported a cocked brow. Though he maintained his manners and didn't comment on this, any man would be irritated if someone interrupted their date.I chose to ignore Jethro. Who knows what he'd do if I said something now? All I wanted now was to finish this meal and get out of there."Did you receive the flowers I sent today, Rina? Did you like them?” Ignatz asked tenderly halfway through the meal.At the mention of the flowe

Jethro became stunned for a moment when I hurled those words at him. I had never raised my voice like that to him before, let alone lost control of my emotions.For a brief moment, his grip on my hands loosened, but it quickly tightened again and made my wrists throb with pain. "Did you just say I’m a stain on your life? I dare you to say that again!"I winced but held back the urge to scream. I couldn't afford to back down today. To him, I might be weak, but I had my dignity. Giving in now would be like admitting he was right about me all along."I'll say it as many times as I need to. Jethro Willow, you are the darkest stain of my life!" I repeated as I stared at him, my expression stone-cold.My patience with this man had reached its breaking point, and I couldn't take it anymore!Upon hearing my words, his chest heaved violently. His anger had clearly reached a boiling point too. "Serena, you were the one who seduced me! You did it for 30,000 dollars, remember?!"His words st

Jethro was glaring darkly at me from the door. I ducked my head down and wished I could kick myself for being caught red-handed. How the hell did he always show up whenever I was talking shit about him?!Even Misha felt the enmity oozing out of his every pore. She hastily looked down and buried herself in her work.I realized that my female colleagues might actually fear him more than they adored him. Not that I blamed them. This man would fire anyone for even the slightest mistake."If I hear another word of gossip from the two of you, you can pack up and leave," he snarled.I could feel his eyes burning a hole through the back of my head. That feeling of being watched by a predator only vanished after I heard the door close. "Oh my God, did you see that? He looked so terrifying!" Misha whispered, still quivering. "Of course I did. We have to be careful or we won’t be colleagues anymore.”Jethro wasn't always merciful enough to give a warning. Anyone else in our shoes would’v

I could’ve asked him for money the first time we had sex, and the fact that I didn't was saying a lot. But fine. I didn't want to fight and just wanted to talk. Yes, he could be a tyrant, but I realized that his heart was not completely made out of stone.Jethro studied me in curious silence, some unreadable emotions swirling in his eyes. He then said, "Serena, if you think you have a chance at becoming my girlfriend, then it's high time you wake up. I can give you everything except that. My wife is to be someone capable—a woman who has merits that outshines everyone. You're not it."I was not it? I was meritless to him? Well, then why was Mr. Oh-So-Upper-Class so damn fixated on a meritless, incapable woman? He could’ve easily found himself whatever sort of girlboss he wanted."Nah, not even close. I’d never dream of something like that. I know the gap between us very well, thank you very much.""I don't force my women into anything. I’ll give you some time to think."I breathed