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?”

said Ms. Clara should rest up at home, and

earn him some praise from the big boss. But instead, he was met with a frosty voice that said, “That’s your quarterly bonus

first day back, her colleagues were quick to fill her in on the dreadful week they’d had. They were

of lan. Clara knew that money was Dawson’s

on a few work–related matters, she knocked on the CEO’s office door. Upon entering, she found lan, clad in a crisp black suit, sitting

indifference. An aura of icy aloofness and sophistication surrounded him. His expression barely changed

him again was painful for Clara–seven years ago, it was this 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 to be treated as nothing more than a

all business. “Mr. Hayes, the company’s leave policy states that direct supervisor approval suffices for absences of ten days or less. Dawson is my supervisor, and he approved my leave. Why did you cut

attractive eyes fixating on her as if seeing right through

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