Chapter 3 Unqualified for Questioning

Despite her intense dizziness, Caroline managed to grab the signed contract from the coffee table before making her escape.

Rushing out, she collided with a tall figure – a familiarly handsome and sinister face.

Tears filled Caroline’s eyes as she struggled, thrusting the contract into Evan’s arms.

Though she held onto Evan’s clothes, she slid down weakly.

In a hoarse voice, Caroline murmured, “Evan, I got the contract signed. Remember the 70,000 dollars commission…”

Evan caught her before she fell. Just then, Henry emerged from the suite.

Seeing Evan carrying Caroline, Henry demanded, “Give me that woman!”

Evan’s cold demeanor intensified upon hearing Henry’s demand.

Reuben, who followed closely behind, immediately intervened. He sternly warned Henry, “Monsieur Devereaux, she is Mr. Jordan’s woman. How dare you lay hands on her?”

Henry’s mind was clouded, and his next words were filled with anger. “How is that possible? Then why did she come to meet me alone?”

Reuben meaningfully reminded him, “Do you think it’s a coincidence that Mr. Jordan is here?”

stuck in his

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lay on Evan’s lap. She

taken

lit, and Evan’s dark eyes betrayed no emotion, but his jaw was tightly

coldly, “Tell the project department to stop funding our

boss’s intentions well. He knew this was just the beginning. Mr. Jordan wouldn’t let Henry get off this

like Caroline, he had immediately sent Reuben to pick her up from the hotel after she

was

trembling voice, “Evan, please help me. It’s so

Evan’s shirt, pulling him

driving, felt embarrassed as he saw her sweaty forehead and exposed cleavage from the mirror when

Caroline’s condition. He ordered Reuben to

exited and walked more than ten meters away. He then stood with his back facing

car, Evan’s gaze landed

on his lap, supporting her back with one arm while his other hand gently cradled her head. His icy gaze softened as he leaned in and pressed his cool lips

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groggy and in pain, her body aching

the bed, she looked around the room, trying to piece together how she had ended up

familiar hoarse voice interrupted her thoughts, “You’re

memories of the previous night flooded

escape, but she still needed answers about

the strength to get up and faced Evan’s indifferent gaze. “Mr. Jordan,

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