Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 133

Mikayla couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. “Mr. Blue, are you satisfied now?”

“Yes, I am!” Taylor stood up. ‘Since we’ve solved the issue here, go somewhere with me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Let’s talk outside.” Taylor adjusted his coat and stepped out of the office.

Mikayla said goodbye to Betty and followed him outside.

Continuing to harbor discomfort from Taylor’s previous demeanor, she inquired coldly, “What’s with the secrecy? Where are we headed? We aren’t that acquainted. Keep any non–work matters to yourself.”

“I have no desire to be familiar with you either.” Taylor cast a disdainful glance at Mikayla. “I’ve set my sights on a new project. I’d like you to follow me to take a look.”

Despite not being formally part of Mocato Investments, he expected her to work and join him for site inspections. She was left speechless by his exploitation.

“Are you silently scolding me?” Taylor raised his eyebrows. “You didn’t act this way when you

sought my cooperation.”

Mikayla remained utterly speechless. “Does this inspection contribute to my performance?”

He mocked, “Ms. Davidson, don’t be so petty. After all, you’re also the wife of Miller Group’s CEO.”

She retorted, “I only scratched your car, yet you demanded billions in compensation. Compared to

you, I’m nothing.”

spot. “I believe Jerome abandoned you because of your sharp

that case, is your fiancée

fiancée, Irene Sullivan, Taylor’s expression shifted. He tossed the car keys to Mikayla.

role of driver because he intended to indulge in alcohol later. Acknowledging him as her future partner and boss, she

starting the car, Taylor informed Mikayla that their destination was a

restaurant.

usually keen on grandeur and lavish settings?

especially one exclusively for

smile. “I suppose

was confused. “Suppose? Aren’t you treating them to

ask so many

the parking lot, merging onto the main road, a loud bang echoed. Someone

at him through the rearview mirror. “It’s not my fault! I didn’t hit

Taylor looked gloomy.

noticed a provocatively dressed woman tapping on the car window before she could

the woman glancing toward the back seat.

a coincidence, Mr. Blue! I’m so sorry. I just stepped on the accelerator too hard. I’ll

woman’s voice exuded seduction, and her perfume was overpowering. She nearly leaned

the driver’s seat.

commenting, “Miss, your

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high–end restaurant, especially one exclusively for members only

playful smile. “I

“Suppose? Aren’t you treating them to a meal?”