Chapter 23
Ronan walked into thepany lobby, then he nced at a striking woman. He paused for a moment.
Deanna, who had been admiring a painting on the wall, turned around at the sound of him.
"Ronan? Long time no see." Deanna approached with a smile.
She was dressed in an opulent, emerald green dress, paired with matching heels that showed off her
dainty legs. Her hair was lush and lustrous. Adorned on her finger was an exquisite emerald ring, giving
her an air of mature sophistication.
"Long time no see. Let''s head to my office." Ronan suggested, noticing the crowd around them.
"Sure." Deanna responded with a chuckle.
With that, she followed Ronan into the elevator.
As they watched her graceful figure disappear, the receptionists began whispering among themselves.
"Ms. Deanna is so stunning, she’s a total knockout."
"Totally, and her status isn''t ordinary either. When has our boss ever invited a woman into his office?
But Ms. Deanna coulde and go freely."
"You guys don’t know?" The head receptionist said with a knowing smile, "Ms. Deanna isn''t just
anybody. I heard she used to be Mr. Evans'' ex-girlfriend. They were even close to getting engaged, but
then…"
"Then what?"
"I can’t spill the beans on the boss''s private life, but just know that Ms. Deanna is not your average
visitor. We better roll out the red carpet for her next time."
"What about Cordelia? I heard she''s been getting real cozy with the bosstely." The gossip train had
left the station.
"She''s trying to climb the socialdder, thinking just because the boss has personally greeted her a few
times, she’s suddenly top dog. As if the boss would ever give her the time of day."
"Exactly!"
And with that, the receptionists erupted intoughter.
...
Ronan''s office was spacious, the ck and white theme a perfect match for his demeanor.
Ronan lit a cigarette, asking, "Back in town?"
"Of course. However, you didn''t evene to pick me up." Deanna replied, a hint of discontent in her
voice.
"I''ve been tied up with work." Ronan said.
Deanna frowned slightly, "It’s fine. I decided toe find you. I brought you a gift. Do you like it?"
Ronan nced at the gift and ced it on the table, "Thanks."
"Aren''t you going to look at it?" Deanna pouted, "I specially bought it for you from abroad. It''s for your
eyes. Try it on."
With that, Deanna stepped forward, unboxed the gift and slipped the eye mask onto him.
The warmth of the eye mask seemed to soften Ronan''s demeanor, "My eyes are fine now, you don''t
need to worry."
"How could I not worry? You almost went blind, couldn''t see anything. It broke my heart to see you like
that. We waited so long for a corneal transnt." Deanna sat on the couch, her eyes welling up with
tears, "You were just starting your business then; it was a massive setback. Sometimes I think it was
fate, as if my father had left me in your care. Later on he passed away, and you recovered at the same
time."
At her words, Ronan removed the eye mask. He walked over to Deanna and gently patted her back,
"Why bring up the past?"
Deanna clutched Ronan''s hand tightly, "Ronan, I was wrong then. I''m sorry. I came back this time just
to apologize to you."
As she spoke, she softly held Ronan''s hand and gave it a gentle shake.
Ronan felt inherently uneasy. He pulled his hand away. "Let the past be the past. I''m doing well now.".
Deanna looked up at Ronan, her eyes pleading, "Ronan..." Tears rolled down her face, a heart-
wrenching sight.
But Ronan cut her off, "Where are you staying since you''ve been back? I''ll drop you off."
Deanna wiped her tears and nced at the clock on the wall, "Alright, there have been paparazzi
tailing metely."
She stayed in Ronan''s office until thepany clocked off at five.
Considering the number of employees leaving work, Ronan took her in the private executive elevator.
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However, some employees still caught sight of them. Soon, the news of Ronan''s ex-girlfriend Deanna
visiting thepany spread among the employees.