The online rumors about this woman being Adam Jones’s mistress seemed to be true, and moreover, Adam Jones doted on this mistress quite a bit, even making a personal appearance.
As the woman was pulled into the building by Adam Jones, the controlled crowd outside the company that was causing trouble began to feel afraid.
Adam Jones was someone even more formidable than the President, not to be trifled with. If they angered him, could these ruffians without any backing continue to get by?
Elly Campbell was dragged upstairs by Adam Jones all the way to his office. Adam remained silent the entire way, his cold aura making everyone they passed along the way unable to look him in the eye.
Not until the office door was pushed open did Adam show any change, still maintaining a grim expression without uttering a word.
Just as Elly Campbell started to speak, the door behind her was kicked shut by Adam Jones.
The next second, she found herself pinned against the door by Adam Jones. Before she could react, Adam’s kiss landed on her lips.
His movements were violent and forceful, as if they contained a punishing rage, seeking to crush her and swallow her up.
Within this kiss, Elly Campbell sensed the towering fury Adam was desperately trying to suppress, yet she felt confused, not understanding what he was angry about.
She couldn’t push Adam Jones away. The more she resisted, the more punishing his intensity became, until she was forced to go along with his kiss, little by little.
It wasn’t until she was almost unable to bear it, when her entire being felt oxygen-deprived from his kisses, that Adam finally released her viciously.
Staring into her eyes, still spraying an uncontrollable fury, Elly Campbell grew even more bewildered.
She tentatively asked, unable to figure out what he was angry about.
She had been so disoriented by the troublemakers that morning, she hadn’t had time to do anything that could have upset him.
Suddenly, Elly Campbell recalled how she had used Adam Jones’s name to intimidate others that morning, her heart chilled, thinking that he was angry about that.
"About this morning, I can explain."
Her lips pursed slightly, a hint of sadness welling up inside her, "At that time..."
"Why didn’t you tell me you were in trouble?"
Elly Campbell’s words were cut off halfway through by Adam Jones who spoke up abruptly. His words puzzled her even more.
Adam stepped forward, lifted his hand to cradle the back of her head, and domineeringly pulled her into his embrace. His voice was low and full of suppressed anger as he said:
"Did you hear that? My heartbeat still hasn’t calmed down."
If he hadn’t seen the news as soon as he got off the plane and rushed back, if he hadn’t pulled her away in time, he couldn’t bear to think what might have happened to her.
"Why didn’t you call or even text me? If I hadn’t returned in time, would you not have mentioned it at all?"
Adam Jones, with a stern face, kept questioning her, feeling a sense of defeat in his heart.
When she encountered trouble, she did not think of him first. She just wanted to handle it on her own.
To her, he was completely useless.
Elly Campbell was held captive in his embrace for a long time before she understood what he was angry about.
He was angry that she hadn’t told him about her trouble, not that she had used his name to scare people?
Realizing this, Elly Campbell’s heart felt not as heavy as before.
Raising her head in his embrace, she looked into the suppressed fire in his dark, profound pupils and said:
"Don’t you have important matters to handle? I can deal with this kind of small issue myself."