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    Chapter 0581


    Nichs'' gaze was like an invisible rope, tightly binding my body and limbs in front of him. As I stared into his dark eyes, a sense of danger radiated from them, making me want to flee.


    "There''s nothing to see."


    I quickly turned away, desperate to leave as fast as I could. His expression was so certain as if he was sure he could change my impression of him. And he really was confident. But I didn''t want to y along anymore.


    Instinctively, I raised my hands to my chest. And sure enough, arge hand brushed against my side, missing me by a fraction.


    A small smirk tugged at my lips. I knew exactly what he was up to.


    Before I could celebrate my small victory, his hand, brushing against my side, made a quick turn and gripped me tightly. In a dizzying twist, I found myself sitting on hisp, trapped between his body and the wooden desk.


    I furrowed my brow and instinctively turned my head to look at him. "You said you wouldn''t get close to me without my permission."


    A mixture of disappointment and sadness shed in his eyes. He slowly lowered his gaze, almost as if he dared not to look at me.


    "Don''t be so cold. I just want to show you the evidence."


    His lips trembled slightly. Clearly struggling with exnations, he awkwardly said, "What happened today wasn''t my doing."


    I was taken aback. I didn''t expect Nichs to lock himself in the study for this reason. I would rather believe that he was simply angry about my usation that everything was a setup by him.


    He should have ignored me for days, not sought out some ridiculous evidence!


    "I don''t want to see it!" I gritted my teeth, a surge of unexined anger rising within me.


    "Let me go!"


    "No."


    Nichs quickly grabbed a few papers from the fax machine and ced them in front of me on the desk, holding me even tighter. His sharp chin dug into my shoulder, sending a sharp, ufortable pressure through me.


    I couldn''t push him away, and the difort wouldn''t ease. The sensation became unbearable, and my struggles grew more frantic.


    "Nichs Hawk!"


    I was furious now, calling him by his full name. He didn''t respond, only exhaling sharply through his nose.


    I didn''t know how a person could have two such different temperatures. His face was cold, yet his body was burning hot. Even the breath he exhaled was warm.


    He waited until I calmed down before speaking.


    "The people today were hired by Christopher. He''s on the verge of bankruptcy and can''t get loans from any bank, so he sent a few lowlifes to vent his frustration.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    "This is my fault. I told him I''d take over his business, but he thought you were the one who cornered him. Look at the statements from the police; they''ve confessed everything."


    I was familiar with statements. Just the sight of one made my hands tremble instinctively. Some memories would probably take me a lifetime to ovee and forget.


    "Look!" Nichs urged, rubbing his cheek against mine. "Those three thugs? They''re only worth 200 a day to hire. This is the level Christopher''s sunk to now."


    "Level? What do you mean?" I asked softly, pinching the edges of the paper. Under his gaze, I tore the paper in half.


    The sound of the paper ripping echoed in the air. For a moment, time seemed to freeze between us. His efforts, his exnations, all lost their meaning in that instant.


    The tearing continued until the statement was nothing but snowke-like fragments. I lifted my head and tossed the paper into the air.


    A flurry of white filled the air. And for the first time, I felt a sense of exhration.


    "Don''t try to fool me with this. If you did it, just admit it. Maybe then I''d respect you a little." Confusion, disbelief, and helplessness crossed his face as he asked, "Why don''t you believe me?