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?”

left dumbfounded as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, when he

*

the back seat of the black Maybach, Caroline lay on Evan’s lap. She panted and murmured incoherently

had given her had taken its toll,

eyes betrayed no emotion, but his

hands in his large palm and ordered coldly, “Tell the project department to stop funding our collaboration with Henry until he begs

knew this was just the beginning. Mr. Jordan wouldn’t

that he didn’t like Caroline, he had immediately sent Reuben to pick her up from the hotel after she left

but sigh silently. It was clear that his boss had

a trembling voice, “Evan,

clung tightly to Evan’s shirt, pulling

embarrassed as he

eyes narrowed as he assessed Caroline’s condition. He ordered Reuben

the car over, he quickly exited and walked more

car, Evan’s gaze landed on Caroline

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 against her

*

feeling groggy and in pain,

the bed, she looked around the room, trying to piece together

familiar hoarse voice interrupted her

night flooded her mind, causing her face

escape, but she still needed answers about

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

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