Chapter 870


    Chapter 870


    That fearless gaze made Anthony feel even more flustered.


    It was as though no matter what he did, she could just


    ept it.


    Anthony wanted to see her in fear, just likest time. It was better than not having any reaction at all!


    “I want you now, in this office. We had not done it before.


    Anthony pulled her up, and he sat in the chair instead,


    cing Anne on his body.


    Anne knew what he meant. Hershes trembled in


    disbelief.


    Anthony edged closer to her lips. “Beg me, and I will


    spare you.”


    Anne did not beg for mercy. That thought had not even


    crossed her mind. She only wore a nk look on her face.


    “Let me see who would give in first…” Anthony aggressively bit her lips.


    He was only waiting for her to plead, even if it was just a brief sentence.


    Unfortunately, there was none.


    Anthony did not control himself.


    There were bodyguards guarding the door, and no one dared to enter the office.


    After an hour, the phone on the bodyguard buzzed. He answered and heard Anthony’szy voice over


    the phone. “Get some food here.”


    “Alright.”


    Anthony tossed his phone away and hugged Anne in his arms. He was very satisfied with her


    submission. “If only you had pleaded much earlier.”


    Anney in his arms and said nothing. Her eyes were half open, and she was drowsy.


    Soon, lunch was delivered to the office.


    Anne went to sleep after lunch.


    Anthony looked at her on the bed and nted a kiss on


    her cheek. “I will fetch you after work.”


    Then, he switched off the light and left.


    Anne opened her eyes in the dark. She did not feel like


    sleeping at all.


    She felt horrible everywhere.


    She could not stand it and walked out of the resting room.


    She found her paper-knife in the drawer and slid it across her arm again.


    Blood was oozing out, and it was even deeper than the cut she had made in the morning.


    Some blood dripped onto the floor.


    Anne tossed the de away. She then got some tissue paper and pressed it onto her wound as she


    sat on the ground weakly.


    That was a relief.


    Anne spent the whole afternoon sleeping. When she woke up, it was already three in the afternoon.


    Ken finally waited until she woke up from the nap and brought over some documents. He saw that she


    still looked lethargic. “Ms. Vallois, are you alright? Your face is pale.”


    Anne touched her face. “Is it?”


    “Do you want to hire a new assistant?” Ken asked.


    “No need.” Anne was traumatized by Cindy’s incident. She now felt that anyone new that they hired


    would likely be nted by Bianca or Dorothy. “Just assign someone internally from thepany.”


    “Alright.”


    When Ken returned to pick up the documents again, he noticed that they were not signed and


    stamped.


    “Ms. Vallois, did you not vet the documents yet?”


    Anne then only realized that the documents were ced


    next to her.


    She opened them, frustrated, and said, “Come back to pick them upter.”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    “Okay…”


    Anne forced herself to focus and read the documents.


    She could barely make it past one sentence before zoning


    out again.