CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Dropping her hand from the doorknob, Natalie stalked toward Jacqueline. “The same can be said of you, Ms. Graham. Besides, you even wandered around, traipsing right into my husband's study.”

A wave of gratification flooded Jacqueline at the hostility in her voice.

She lifted the cup of coffee in her hand while explaining, “Oh, I was just feeling thirsty just now, so I went downstairs to get some water. I noticed that Shane wasn't in bed yet, so I made him a cup of coffee and brought it to him. Please don't take any offense at me, Ms. Smith.”

“Nah, I don't mind!” Natalie crossed her arms. “Why would I take any offense when you're willing to do the job of a housemaid?”

“What? Did you just say that I'm a housemaid?” As Jacqueline's eyes widened in shock, she gaped at her incredulously.

The corners of Natalie's mouth lifted at her reaction. “I didn't say that. You said that yourself, Ms. Graham. I merely said that you like doing the job of a housemaid.”

Jacqueline's hands clenched into fists, and she shook with fury.

Argh! Saying that I like doing the job of a housemaid is no different from calling me a housemaid!

that, Ms. Smith?” Her eyes

of someone else's husband dressed so scantily instead. I believe that you know

“Oh, it's because of my dressing that you're so aggressive with me, Ms. Smith? If so, I apologize. I'm only dressed thusly because I'm about to head to bed. I really didn't mean anything

for I don't want to debate whether your nightgown is a misunderstanding. I just hope that you'll remember not to wander in and out of my husband's study in such an attire next time. Also, your room is on the second floor, Ms. Graham, so please limit your visits

said that, she retracted her gaze

her words were like a torn in Jacqueline's flesh, causing

to the third floor anymore. If she did, it would then be tantamount to admitting that she was truly trying to seduce

that was an incredibly shrewd

she descended the stairs, her hands clenched

then flashed across her

a tumble down the stairs, death is a foregone conclusion at such a height. As long

her sanity. At the same time, her expression turned increasingly vicious, and the look

she crept toward the staircase to catch up to Natalie and push her

Shane's voice abruptly rang out from behind her. “Why are the two of you not in bed yet at such an hour?” At that very