Chapter 80 The Ugly Man


    Chapter 80 The Ugly Man


    nche arrived at the center of the dining hall, attracting a circle of spectators. Thepany


    mandated everyone to be there for breakfast by 7:30 sharp, but nche waste, disying a


    demeanor of casualziness. A perfect example of what not to be.


    Moreover, nche had never appeared at thepany before. Everyone was viewing her with a


    biased perspective. Cathy threw a nce at nche and muttered quietly.


    "Such a sleepyhead. Was she a pig in her past life?"


    Thement was barely audible, so nche didn''t hear it, but those sitting at the same table with


    Cathy did. They chuckled and sneered behind their hands.


    "Mrs. Herbart, pleasee and have breakfast with Mr. Herbart." Sam approached and led


    nche to Louis'' table.


    Looking at the direction Sam was pointing, there was indeed an empty seat for breakfast. When she


    looked around, all the other seats were taken. nche nodded and thanked him before following


    Sam.


    Even though she had arrivedte, she had no appetite at all. It felt as if there was a rock lodged in


    her heart.


    All the senior executives of thepany were at the table, aside from Louis, who was sitting at the


    head of the table. They all studied nche carefully when she joined them.


    Louis picked up his ss of milk, leaned back, and nced at nche.


    Early in the morning before dawn, he had slipped back into his own room. When he left, seeing


    nche''s rosy cheeks in deep slumber made him feel a pang of guilt.


    At first, he had nned to lie on her bed for a bit before leaving. He had been suffering from


    insomnia these few nights. nche slept soundly, which was tempting.


    He merely intended to feel thefort of her bed before leaving, but he ended up almost sleeping


    till dawn.


    If nche were to find out that he had slept on her bedst night, she would be furious.


    Despite Louis'' unwavering confidence in his charm, he had a premonition that if nche discovered


    that he had slept in her bed, she wouldn''t react with the same excitement as most women would, as


    if they had just won one million dors.


    nche took a piece of bread, chewed a few bites, and propped up one side of her cheek.


    Momentster, she drooped her head again, looking soulless.


    Who was that manst night? Such a scoundrel.


    Thinking about how Louis was in her room before she went to sleep, nche shifted her gaze,


    subtly checking him out. It could have been him.


    What if he was the one who opened the window in the morning?


    Louis was elegantly slicing his steak with a side profile that exuded dominance. There was no sign


    of anything amiss.


    Louis lowered his gaze slightly, turned his head slightly, and their eyes almost met, but nche


    hastily averted her gaze.


    At this moment, she really wanted to grab Sam, who was standing by her side, and ask him where


    his boss had sleptst night.


    "Mrs. Herbart, do you feel unwell? Should I take you to the hospital?" Seeing nche look at him,


    Sam asked first. He had noticed her being lost in thoughts for a while.


    nche shook her head.


    "No need. I am fine. I just didn''t sleep wellst night."


    "Do you feel ufortable sleeping in that room? I''ll arrange another room for youter."


    Thinking about the wide-open window when she woke up in the morning, nche was indeed


    feeling uneasy.


    "Have you heard? Darcy said she was scared to deathst night. When she got up to use the


    bathroom, she found a man peeping at her through the window."


    "You''ve gotta be kidding me? Was it some weirdo slipping in at night for something dirty?"


    "That''s what we think. Darcy said that when she shone a shlight at him, the man was hideous and


    sleazy, his face full of pus-filled sores with a monkey-like appearance. You could tell at a nce that


    he was up to no good."


    "Really? Did anything happen to Darcy? Jeez, Darcy is so plump and round, like a dinosaur. If even


    she attracts peepers, this man must be really desperate."


    "Exactly. But luckily, Darcy was fine. She said that the ugly man ran away as soon as he noticed she


    was awake. He probably went to another room."


    "Oh, my God. Whose room did he go into? That''s terrifying. How can there be such a person?"


    "I bet that bastard probably seeded in pulling off his dishonorable intent in one of the rooms.


    You''re naive. The victim wouldn''t speak out. Girls value their reputation. Being rapped is as


    disgusting as swallowing a fly. If the word gets out, it would be hard for her to find a boyfriend in the


    future."


    "You''re right. Thank God it wasn''t us who got vited. Damn pervert."


    The two women continued their hushed conversation as they walked away.


    nche''s hand, which was holding the fork, suddenly turned cold. So, the ugly manst night


    ended up in her bed and slept with her?


    nche absentmindedly swallowed her bread, which got stuck mercilessly in her throat. She


    choked, gasping for air, and quickly grabbed her milk, taking several sips.


    "Mrs. Herbart, are you okay?" Sam asked with concern.


    After a few strong thumps on her chest, nche slowly recovered. Confronted with the peculiar


    gazes of everyone, she choked up.


    Louis''s gaze was deep like ink, and it choked nche even more, leaving her speechless.


    "Is the bread too dry? I''ll go get some porridge."


    nche shook her head. Right now, even if the world''s most delicious dishes were ced in front of


    her, she wouldn''t be able to eat.


    Full of pustules, lewd, with a narrow face and monkey-like features, squinting eyes - even in broad


    daylight, nche felt as if her whole body was being crawled over by caterpirs. This feeling was


    unbearable.


    nche held her forehead. Oh, God, what kind of karma had she built up in her previous life to


    endure such an insult while asleep?


    This was simply a lifetime of trauma.


    The more she thought about it, the angrier nche became. She decisively clenched her fist and


    mmed it on the dining table, causing the cutlery to bounce.


    "Bastard, son of a bitch! When I find you, I''ll tear you apart!"


    nche was so angry that even her breathing became heavy. Her face, pale just a second ago,


    turned red with anger. The executives around her were taken aback, each looking at nche


    inquisitively.


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    Louis, who was holding his phone, paused and asked seriously.


    "What''s wrong?"


    nche turned her head to look at the speaker. Louis was wearing a brown coat today, exuding


    elegance. Compared to the lewd, narrow-faced, monkey-featured ugly man they had described


    earlier, Louis was infuriatingly handsome.


    nche couldn''t help thinking that it would have been a little better if it had been Louisst night.


    Wait, nche pped her face. What was she thinking about?


    "Mrs. Herbart, what happened?"


    Some even felt that nche was possessed, cautiously looking at Louis.


    Receiving various bewildered nces from the executives, Louis indifferently instructed nche.


    "You eat breakfast at the table over there. We''re having a morning meeting here."


    After speaking, Louis epted theptop handed over by Sam.


    Indeed, they had all finished eating and were sitting around. Even the whole restaurant was done


    with breakfast.


    nche nodded, holding the te in one hand and milk in the other, and sat down at an empty


    table nearby.