"Miss Smith, you’re truly beautiful. I’m a fan of yours. Could you sign an autograph for me?" A girl walked over, holding a pen and a piece of paper, swiftly approaching her.
Sophie Smith did not refuse and quickly signed her name on the paper.
"Miss Sophie Smith, could you sign for me too?"
"Miss Sophie Smith, can we take a picture together?" The crowd swarmed around, encircling her in the center, leaving her unable to move.
"I’m sorry, today it’s a bit inconvenient." She smiled slightly, trying to step out of the crowd. After all, at this moment, it was not suitable for her to make a public appearance.
The door to the CEO’s office suddenly opened, and everyone stopped what they were doing, uniformly looking towards the doorway.
Oliver Johnson, dressed impeccably in a suit, appeared in front of her. His thin lips were pressed into a line, and his cold eyes swept over the group of people with their heads lowered.
"What’s the commotion during working hours?"
The originally chattering crowd immediately fell silent. Oliver Johnson walked up to the flustered Sophie Smith, took her hand, and pulled her into his office.
Everyone stared at the closed door, looking at each other in surprise. After a while, they came to their senses, exchanged a few words, and dispersed.
Oliver Johnson’s lips held a slight smile as he looked at her ’friendly.’
"Why are you looking for me?" He couldn’t have imagined she would come to the company to find him. He wondered why she came to see him.
Christopher Smith, or Eva Miller?
"Why did you do that to Eva?"
Sure enough, he hadn’t guessed wrong.
"Miss Smith, are you settling scores with me after the fact? A one-night stand is common; mutual consent, why can’t it happen?" He still wore a smile, gentle and humble.
"Oliver Johnson, why have you changed so much?" She helplessly curved her lips, "You weren’t before."
"Miss Smith, the reason you feel I’ve changed is because you never really knew me before."
It seems he needs to give her a lesson.
"You’re too trusting of people, which doesn’t benefit you."
"Yes, because I trusted you, so? You’ve taken my trust as a tool for your exploitation?"
He was silent, not looking into her eyes.
"Answer me, wasn’t your initial intention in approaching me to use me?" Her voice wasn’t loud, not accusing, but rather calm. Follow current novᴇls on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Not at the beginning." He spoke for himself, well, if she wanted a sincere explanation, he could give it to her.
"When I realized you were too important to Asher Land."
Sophie Smith’s body stiffened slightly. What did he mean by ’when I realized you were too important to Asher Land’?
She frowned, as if pondering what he had said.
"Don’t overthink it. I mean, only you can be used as a bargaining chip to threaten Asher Land, so..."
He spoke plainly, without any concealment.
"If it weren’t for Asher Land, I wouldn’t do anything to wrong you..."
"Oliver Johnson, are you even a man?" Her words carried a hint of sarcasm, "If you’re truly capable, why don’t you openly compete with Asher Land? Threatening someone, what skill is that?"
"Ha, openly, do you think Asher Land is a gentleman?"
She was indeed a bit naive; in the business world, where every move is calculated, there’s no such thing as being above board.