Chapter 242

Evander strode into the company with a grim expression and a bright red palm print that was particularly obvious on his attractive face.

The employees walking around the lobby could not help but whisper among themselves when they noticed that.

“My goodness! I'm not hallucinating, am I? Look at the palm print on our boss' face!”

“Good gracious! Who on earth had the guts to do that? Do they have a death wish?”

“Wow! If this makes it to the news headline, it'll surely go viral, right?”

Sylas, who had just left the financial department, drew a sharp breath when he heard the conversations outside.

What? Someone slapped the boss?

His expression instantly changed. He hurriedly rushed into the elevator and went upstairs.

Only Evander's silhouette could be seen under the dim lighting in the office. Even his facial features were difficult to make out.

“Mr. Golding, there is a document pending your approval from the finance department,” Sylas informed cautiously.

“Bring it over,” Evander replied in a deep voice, and as he said that, he stretched out his hand and turned on the desk lamp beside him.

This time, Sylas corrld see the other man's face clearly as he walked over with the document. There was indeed a bright red palm print on his face.

No way! Other than Angeline, I can't think of anyone else who would dare to leave a mark on his face.

“Did Ms. Sorelle do that to you, Mr. Golding?” he asked, shock written all over his face.

“Mm,” came Evander's curt reply.

frowned in displeasure. “What's going on with Ms. Sorelle? Why did

eyes, and the piercing look

wanted nothing more than

asking for it! I can't believe I have the nerve to discuss my boss' private

chilly that night. Evander reached into his pocket for a cigarette, cocked his head to light it, and puffed

and Hanson tonight and inform

Sylas hurriedly responded, but while listening to his boss' words,

only person in this world who not only dares to slap him but can even make him forgive and forget and help her willingly. What spell has she cast on him?

sky, but Angeline, who had been tossing and turning in bed all night, was still

itch, and she

standing beside the bed, holding a feather that he had gotten from somewhere in one hand while muffling his chuckle with the

the window cast a

and the sight of

You dare to tease me now. Let's

head on his shoulder,

At that moment, he

slightly taken aback.

and quickly swiped to answer

She sounded slightly apologetic.

no solution for it.

but all she could hear

You dealt with tire

help but

mean?” she

chuckled before reminding her, “Still playing dumb with me, hull? Didn't you see the news this morning? I was worried tliat your reputation would be ruined, but

she

but before she

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