Chapter 1391:

“Your boss, Mr. Dawson, has seen me multiple times and didn’t bat an eye. Why do you care so much?” Presley said sharply.

Raymond hesitated. “Mr. Dawson saw you working here before?”

Presley replied, “Yes, we met a few days back. He thought I was overqualified for cleaning and suggested I join the secretarial staff, but I turned him down. I’m still in the middle of this messy divorce, and if—”

“Get security up here.” Raymond had heard enough. He called the front desk and didn’t spare Presley a glance. “If you’re about to tell me that Mr. Dawson remembers you from his university days, I might buy that. But don’t waste your breath on any romantic nonsense. Mr. Dawson only loves his wife.”

When it came to Bryan, there was no gray area. Without Eileen, he was like a well-oiled machine—cold, precise, and utterly devoid of emotion.

Presley was stunned. She had clawed her way into the firm, replacing a janitorial worker’s spot.

her luck had run out. Even if she

contract with this company. If you throw me out,

money? I’m already doing you a favor by telling you to leave. If Mr. Dawson

at

then, the elevator dinged open, and out poured a

ordered. “And make sure every department gets her photo. She’s not to come within ten miles

didn’t waste a second. They grabbed Presley and began dragging her away, her struggles barely slowing them down. She flung the cleaning rag into the

the floor and some of the guards, but they didn’t even flinch. Raymond, standing closest to the splash zone, ended up with his sleeve drenched in the dirty water. He grimaced and headed toward

a heartless jerk! It’s all his fault I’m in this mess! How can you treat me like this—” Presley’s rant was cut short as a guard slapped

had already caught the attention of a few secretaries peeking

people had even gone to the security office

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