Chapter 31


    Dawson replied immediately, “Ms. ra has been in your office for about half an hour


    now.”


    Something heavy seemed to m againstn’s chest. His voice deepened, “Cancel the rest of my


    schedule.” With that, he strode toward his office, his long legs taking swift, determined steps.


    When he pushed open the door, the first thing he saw was the familiar silhouette in front of the


    floor–to–ceiling window.


    The girl was dressed simply: a ck tee and an olive–green miniskirt. Her hair was loosely tied up


    in a messy bun, revealing a swan–like, delicate neck. Her legs were long and slender, almost


    glowing.


    ra slowly turned around, her gaze indifferent as she looked atn. Her delicate face seemed to


    bear traces of dried tears, her eyes still misty. Yet, there was a resolute air about her, as if she were


    marching toward her own execution.


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    Her voice was hoarse, n.” She whispered his name, biting down on her trembling lips. “Let my


    dad go.”


    Those few words were heavy with implication. She was well aware of what stepping into this office


    meant. She was about to be the kind of person she loathed the most, ready to trade her body


    for a cause.


    She also knew that there was no going back to how things were withn. The chasm between them


    was likely too vast to ever bridge.


    Augh bubbled up fromn’s throat, his well–defined hand gently pressing against ra’s pale


    lips, his voice tinged with barely restrained desire. “Be good, and I’ll ensure the Bell family remains


    untroubled.”


    As he spoke, he began to kiss her, each touch reigniting the intense longing in his body. His rough


    hand gently caressed her slender waist.


    ra shivered slightly. She took a step back, her expression nk as she held his gaze. “My dad’s


    health isn’t good. He can’t stay in jail for long. Make sure he gets out soon.”


    “My dad has put a lot of effort into that project. Don’t force him out.”


    “Agreed.”


    11:10


    otar 31


    “I won’t be the other woman. I’ll leave before your engagement bes official.”


    “Anything else? Speak now, or forever hold your peace.”


    “I want to go back to work, same position as before.”


    ra fell silent, her eyes downcast, bracing for the storm that was toe. A burning hand traced


    up her waistline, stopping abruptly at a crucial spot.n’s cold voice echoed in her ear, “ra, you


    got rid of our child. Do you really think I’d let you back into my life. so easily?”


    ra’s eyes snapped open in shock, her gaze meetingn’s, which were devoid of any warmth or


    desire.


    So, all his passion had been an act, a ruse to make her reveal her hand.


    ra’s lips curled into a cold sneer.