My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 66
Xanthea uncrossed her legs and stood up from the couch. Before she could even open her mouth, the man approaching her lowered his gaze to her right hand and asked, “Does your hand hurt?”
As he said this, everyone in the room was stunned, staring with their mouths agape as if they couldn’t believe their ears.
They had assumed that with Chairman Lockwood stepping in, Xanthea was done for, beyond rescue even by the highest powers. But instead of confronting her, Chairman Lockwood was gently asking if her hand hurt from hitting Judy?
His expression was tender and caring, much like a parent concerned about their injured child!
Judy, who was standing outside, was dumbfounded. Isabella, who had been somewhat uneasy, suddenly looked shocked.
Did Xanthea know Chairman Lockwood?
And judging by Lockwood’s demeanor and tone, their relationship was unmistakably deepl

Xanthea had thought he came to reprimand her on behalf of Judy, but his unexpectedly caring question caught her off guard, and she just shook her head.
Hurt?
Judy should be the one hurting, why would she?
She had never encountered anyone asking if hitting someone’s face made your own hand hurt. Orion was as enigmatic as ever
As Xanthea shook her head, a small drop of dried blood, where her jaw had been nicked by an eyebrow pencil, caught Orion’s eye like a sharp needle, stiming deep emotions within him.
He instinctively reached out, and just as he was about to touch her cheek, Xanthea dodged slightly, stopping him in his tracks, “What happened here?”
Orion’s icy tone made the makeup artist behind them tremble in fear, who then stammered, “Chairman Lockwood, I apologize, it wasn’t intentional. I was applying makeup to Ms. Nightshade when Miss Judy pushed me hard, causing the eyebrow pencil to scratch Ms. Nightshade’s face
At this, a chilling and fierce storm brewed in Orion’s deep eyes. His gaze turned sharp and menacing towards Judy, as if he could tear her apart with his look alone.
Seeing the situation, other board members of the Lockwood Group shuddered in fear. Michael, who had known Orion’s temperament for years, slapped Judy across the face in a panic.
This wretched woman had finally caused trouble!
The force of his slap was many times stronger than Xanthea’s, knocking Judy to the ground, her ears ringing as she nearly passed out.
“A madwoman coming out of nowhere accusing people, I don’t even know her!” an infuriated Michael yelled, pointing at his secretary, “John, John, get her out of here!”