chapter 592


    Charmine did not respond to Anthony, and he sensed the coldness in her eyes. He reached out and grabbed her


    wrists, pulling her toward him.


    Charmine, not fast enough to register Anthony’s tug, fell to hisp as their bodies grazed one another.


    She struggled to get up, but Anthony tightened his grip around her waist.


    "What? We haven’t met for two days, and we''re strangers now?"


    His husky voice felt suffocating as his frosty aura hit her in the face.


    Charmine''s heartbeats fastened, but sheposed herself and warningly growled, ''This is an office, and there are


    people outside. Let go of me!"


    "Does that mean I won''t have to let you go if this isn’t an office and there''s no one outside?" asked Anthony. 1


    That stumped Charmine.


    How ridiculous. Would anyone even expect that President Bailey would say such things?


    She had no choice but to bring out her ultimate weapon. "Anthony, don''t you forget about our promise.


    If you break the promise today, the countdown restarts."


    Restart? Back to the start again?


    Anthony''s eyes turned murky at the thought. "Ms. Jordan, I’m here as the President of Bailey


    Corporation, merely to sign the contract."


    "Oh? Merely came for the contract, you say? This is the so-called ''merely''?" Charmine eyes sized him


    up.


    Anthony was about to let go, but thinking of her words, hisrge hands halted. "If Ms. Jordan is about


    to restart the countdown, won''t it be a loss for me if I don’t do something today?" 1


    Tensing in fear, Charmine hastily said, "You let go of me now. If you let go now, you don''t have to


    restart!"


    "Really?" Anthony took a strand of Charmine''s hair and toyed with it.


    Charmine nodded without hesitation. "Of course! If you don’t let me go, I''ll not only restart the


    countdown, but it''ll be changed to twenty days!"


    20 days...?


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    Anthony''s hand that toyed with her hair halted as his face morphed into displeasure. "Charmine, do you


    have to resist me so much from touching you?"


    His tone was hoarse and low,ced with displeasure and agitation. It was as if something plucked the


    string in the deep end of the heart, somehow emotional. 1


    Charmine fell silent, feeling as if she had hurt him, wronged him.


    She exined, ''This is a testing period. We can''t have bodily contact within ten days."


    If not, what would happen if Anthony was addicted to Charmine''s sexy form? 1


    By then, she would not be able to tell if Anthony liked her body or her personality.


    Anthony''s eyes narrowed. "In seven days, we''re getting married and intimate."


    That sounded more of an assured statement than a question.


    After a moment of hesitation, Charmine nodded. "Right."


    If Anthony could settle everything regarding Annabel, she would marry him and have his babies.


    Anthony gave a small smirk as he released her.


    Charmine hastily stood up and sat on a sofa one meter away.


    Anthony noted that and thought of her business-like response on stage earlier. She was always so impatient to


    dissociate herself from him.


    However, there was no hurry. In seven days, he would dere to the world that she was his wife.


    Once Charmine organized some documents and made sure that everything was set, she said to him, "President


    Bailey may leave now."


    Anthony''s eyes remained on her, unmoving. "I can leave, but you can’t reject my video calls." 1


    What?


    Charmine wanted to refuse when Anthony continued, "If you decline again, I can''t guarantee I won''t show up like


    this every day."


    Show up like this every day?


    As in, he would show up in all kinds of public venues every day?