Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 2

Tiffany woke up from her nap, feeling her mouth parched dry. She groggily crawling out from the tent, a pair of men's sneakers suddenly appeared before her.

As her eyes trailed upward from the sneakers, she saw a pair of long and slender legs. As the sunlight pierced through the mist, Tiffany saw Vincent's face. She almost fainted on the spot. "M-Mr. Lewis?" Wasn't he supposed to go hiking?

Vincent squatted before her and looked at her cheeks, flushed from the fever. His expression was grave. "I have a question for you."

Tiffany's heart pounded. Licking her dry lips, she nodded shakily. "Y-Yes... Go ahead."

"Did you see anyone enter my tent last night?" Vincent's gaze bored into her eyes. His overwhelming presence made it feel like an invisible hand was squeezing her chest, almost crushing her heart. Tiffany avoided his stare, her eyelashes fluttering. "N-No, I didn't see anyone."

"Why are you trembling?" Vincent noticed her unusual behavior.

It wasn't just her voice, even her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. She was so slim that Vincent feared she would break from how much she was shaking.

He had dozens of assistants in his office, and each of them were responsible for different fields.

Tiffany was a new intern, but he vaguely remembered her because of how timid she was.

During her first interview, Tiffany had been utterly nervous when he had asked her questions. She had kept her head down the entire time, too afraid to meet his gaze. "I-I'm cold." Tiffany shivered harder.

"Cold?" Vincent frowned. "But aren't you running a fever? How can you be cold?"

Reaching out, his icy fingers touched her forehead. The next second, he frowned deeply. "What's going on? You're burning up!"

"Mr. Lewis, I'm fine." Tiffany shivered violently, feeling utterly miserable.

She tried to get up, but she had no strength left. She could only curl up helplessly on the grass as she felt her consciousness fading... "Tiffany?" Vincent sensed that something was wrong and tried to wake her up.

At first, Tiffany mumbled a faint response but then lost consciousness completely.

Without hesitation, Vincent bent down and scooped her up in his arms. She looked so thin, and she barely weighed a thing.

As Vincent looked at her, he noticed a hickey on her neck. His eyes narrowed.

A voice pierced through

back all the way. Her hair was disheveled,

did

so I came back to check on her. What happened?" "She passed out from a high fever," Vincent said as he placed Tiffany in the car's

Kelly anxiously reached out and grabbed

eyed her with scrutiny. "Tiffany and I are colleagues," Kelly explained. "And we're both women, so I may be able to

...

the hospital, the doctors admitted Tiffany

she saw Vincent standing at the foot of Tiffany's bed. He was deep in thought as he stared at the unconscious Tiffany. "Mr. Lewis." Kelly poured him a cup of water. "Have

Vincent took the cup but set it aside. "What's

many assistants, only Alex was

had the chance to interact with Vincent before. It was normal that

to help me confirm

but

some instructions, he

bed. She had

she pursed her lips and began unbuttoning

came undone, Kelly saw the marks on Tiffany's body. She immediately covered

...

where did you go?" Alex called after returning to the campsite with the group and realizing that Vincent was nowhere to

I took

taken Tiffany to the hospital, but rather because

dozens of assistants, he hardly remembered

Tiffany's name, which was quite

have fun. I'll distribute the prize money after we

some brief

from Tiffany's room.

nothing unusual on Tiffany's body. The hickey on her neck

you like to see her? She'll

have other matters to attend to. When