CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

One of the designers suddenly took a deep breath and asked nervously, “Ms. Smith, is Mr. Shane your husband?”

Ever since Shane had taken the interview at the television station, everyone knew who he was because of the photo leaked. Now, everyone knew he was the chairman and CEO of Thompson Group.

That was why everyone in the office could recognize Shane the moment he walked in. That would also explain the noise that Natalie heard outside the office earlier.

Shane grabbed onto Natalie's hand and looked at her as if he was waiting for her to introduce him.

She laughed as she nodded. “That's right. He's my husband.”

As she spoke, she raised their interlocked hands.

The crowd could already roughly guess, but they were still taken aback at Natalie's confirmation.

Some of them even felt suspicious. “Ms. Smith, didn't Mr. Shane announce that there was nothing going on between you two when that gossip started getting around? How did you two suddenly decide to get married?”

Natalie looked at Shane and realized that he, too, was gazing at her, waiting for her answer.

Natalie should have been used to his gazes by now, but she could still feel her heart skipping a beat under his gaze.

His eyes were so pretty that she felt like she could drown in them if she stared at them for too long.

She quickly looked away and brushed her hair back in an attempt to hide her awkwardness. She calmed herself down and replied, “We only got together after that incident.”

nodded and left it at

motion. “Whatever was said here stays here, okay? Don't spread this to anyone else. Keep it a secret for now.

chanted as

hadn't expected their boss to be the wife of Thompson Group's chairman and CEO. That was certainly exciting

meant that there was a high chance of their company working together with Thompson Group in the future, which was practically

Shane into her office after ensuring that everyone would keep it a

studying her office as he walked toward her

small to

that, she set the glass in front of him. “So, why

to take you out for dinner since we have time tonight.” Shane took a sip from his glass. “Basically, I want to make

I saa.” That parson noddad and laft

lips in a shushing motion. “Whatavar was said hara stays hara, okay? Don't spraad this to anyona alsa. Kaap it a sacrat for now. Wa aran't praparad to maka it

chantad as

to ba tha wifa of Thompson

chanca of thair company working togathar with Thompson Group in tha futura, which was practically confirming thair bright

pullad Shana into har offica aftar ansuring that

ha walkad

halp but roll har ayas. “Of coursa it would saam small to Mr. Shana, tha CEO, and

sha sat tha glass in front of him. “So, why did you suddanly

out for dinnar sinca wa hava tima tonight.” Shana took a sip from his glass. “Basically, I want to maka

Natalie's eyes brightened. “Okay.”