Chapter 115

In the darkness, Valeria could not see the man's face clearly, but she could feel the air pressure around him lowering.

Hackett picked up another cigarette and put it between his lips. He lit it up, the light flashing and disappearing, the smoke lingering in the air.

Valeria was not used to the smell of cigarettes, so she could not help but wave her hand in front of her nose. Valeria coughed, "Do you have to smoke? You're so annoying."

Hackett paused for a moment before stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. Then, Hackett slowly stood up and walked around the desk toward Valeria. "Then what do I have to do to make you agree?"

"No matter what, I won't agree. I mean, you can force me since the weaker one won't be able to defeat the stronger one, and I will be forced to obey obediently."

The two of them seemed to be talking about work, but there were many undercurrents.

Hackett picked up the remote control and pressed it. The lights in the entire office came on.

Valeria used her hand to cover her eyes in discomfort. When Valeria saw Hackett's handsome face clearly, she was stunned for a moment.

"I can force you, but I want you

do it willingly."

Hackett stared into Valeria's clear eyes. It had been many days since Hackett had last seen Valeria, and he resisted the crazy urge to pull her into his arms.

Valeria snorted coldly. "That slap you gave me that day forced me to come to my senses. It's impossible between us."

"I'm sorry... Does it still hurt?"

Hackett raised his right arm, reaching out his slender fingers to touch her cheek. That day, Hackett had been having a splitting headache, and he had also been feeling frustrated, so he might not have controlled his strength well. It had probably been very painful. Valeria slapped Hackett's hand away. "Don't touch me!"

Hackett didn't say anything.

"Don't you think you're very fake? You clearly care more about Cheryl, so why are you pretending to be a Casanova now? Hackett James, don't tell me you want to keep two women by your side? Do you really think you're a king who can pick several wives?" When Valeria thought about how Hackett had flown into a rage because of Cheryl that day, Valeria was furious.

"Valeria Sharp! I told you I don't love Cheryl. Not at all! It's just that I owe her too much, and this time, you disfigured her face..."

lie on the night of the celebration dinner, Cheryl's

how she could have disfigured Cheryl's face. "Her face was disfigured with just a few slaps? How strong

you feel sorry for your little lover, just say it! I only gave her a few slaps. How did that disfigure her? Is her face so noble? I even took a

Hackett defended Cheryl and believed whatever Cheryl said,

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on her? Her face and arms had long cuts from a fruit knife. Her face is disfigured. She might

Cheryl? I'm a lawyer. How could I not know

Hackett frowned slightly.

lie about the night of the celebration dinner, Hackett no longer believed Cheryl as much

had walked out of Cheryl's house, Cheryl had walked out with blood all over her

she walked out with her face covered in blood... Moreover, the surveillance camera captured that you had hit her before you entered. If Cheryl posts this video

had not expected Cheryl to be so ruthless and go so far as to disfigure her own

there be such a vicious woman

to others, but

looked at the man in front of

his lips tightly, but his gaze was fixed on Valeria

showed that the probability of Valeria hurting

if Valeria had not spent much time with Hackett, Valeria wondered why Hackett did not know what kind of person she was. Did Hackett really think that she could do

seems like you still believe Cheryl more than you believe

"Valeria Sharp!"

said with a serious expression, "Whether you did

stunned for a

was that

Cheryl's face. What

I'll be moved by what you're doing? I don't need you to protect me. I believe the

find evidence to prove her innocence instead of using the James

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