Chapter 319


    As Matthew said this, Willow was leading Aaron to find the USB drive he had thrown away. His words. drained the color from her face, leaving her pale and shaken


    Matthew always had a knack for <b>humiliating </b>her to the point where she could hardly breathe. With her


    gaze lowered, Willow picked up the USB drive from the edge of the greenery and grasped Aaron’s hand, heading towardn


    She had never crossed paths withn before. But rumors about this privileged man had reached her ears. ording to gossip, <b>he </b>suffered from severe germophobia and shared Theodore’s peculiar allergy to


    women.


    As she approached <bn</b><b>, </b>she maintained a cautious distance, mindful of the rumors she had heard. Despite her clear conscience, Matthew’s words were too cruel. She worried they might repulsen, who was already known for avoiding femalepany.


    Willow’s oversized wool coat did little to hide her frailty. It made her look even more delicate, like a leaf trembling in the wind, ready to be crushed into dust with the slightest force.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    Gazing at her pallid face<b>, </b><b>a </b>heavy emotion settled in his chest. Acting on instinct, he stepped forward and gently sped her hand.


    “Willow, you’re not dirty. I trust my own eyes, and I believe you have the


    est cord in the world.”


    Willow’s eyes widened in disbelief. She never expected this lofty man to look past the nderous words. and see her without a hint of disdain. Instead, he dered her soul the purest.


    “Mr. Nightingale, thank you.” Willow’s heart fluttered, her voice choked with emotion. “Thank you for believing in me.”


    Remembering hown had used hisptop to send files during their ride back, she hesitantly asked, “Mr. Nightingale, myputer is upstairs, and it would be a hassle to get it. Could I borrow yourptop to


    show a video?”


    “Of course,”n responded calmly.


    He turned to give a subtle nod to his chief assistant, Eric, who swiftly fetched hisptop from the Rolls


    Royce.


    Willow realizedn was still holding her hand. She instinctively tried to pull away.


    Feeling Willow’s attempt to withdraw,n inexplicably hesitated to let go of her soft, cool hand. He involuntarily tightened his grip, experiencing a flutter of emotion he couldn’t quite understand.


    When Willow kept trying to pull her hand free, he realized his mistake. Rarely showing such vulnerability,


    Chapter 319


    <b>22</b>


    Willow had always been careful to maintain a respectful distance fromn, avoiding both undue ttery


    and provocation.


    But in Matthew’s eyes, their interaction seemed like a calcted attempt by Willow to seducen, full of coy maneuvers and false resistance. Layers of scorn filled Matthew’s eyes.


    “Boss, here’s theptop!” Eric eagerly presented theptop ton, but Willow politely declined. “Thank you, Mr. Pearson. I’ll handle it myself.”