Chapter 6

He descended the stairs and spotted Dawson standing in the living room, phone in hand, deep in conversation with someone on the other end.

lan strode over and cast a glance at the phone. “Busy, are we?”

Dawson immediately ceased his texting, concern etching his features. “Mr. Hayes, is Ms. Clara very ill? Does she need to go to the hospital?”

lan was puzzled. “She told you that?”

“Yeah, she just asked me for a week off. I was wondering why she did not just tell you directly. Why go through the formal process with me?”

lan’s dark eyes grew heavier. “You approved it?”

You said Ms. Clara should rest up at home, and

instead, he was met with a frosty voice

back, her colleagues were quick to fill her

slashed by a hefty sum courtesy of lan. Clara knew that money was Dawson’s rainy

on the CEO’s office door. Upon entering, she found lan, clad in a crisp black

weary, his features sharp and distinct, and his deep–set eyes carried an air of casual indifference. An aura of icy aloofness and sophistication

detached and handsome man who had drawn her to him, leading her to throw caution to the wind. But she never expected her years of devotion

direct supervisor approval suffices for absences of ten days or less. Dawson is my

her, his attractive eyes fixating on her as if seeing right through her thoughts. “Why do you

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