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.

through the silence

run back all the way. Her hair was disheveled, and she was

"Why did

Tiffany, so I came back to check on her. What happened?" "She passed out from

Kelly anxiously reached out and grabbed the door handle. "Mr. Lewis, can I come

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

...

Tiffany and

to get some water. When she returned, she saw Vincent standing at the foot of Tiffany's bed. He was deep in thought as he stared at the unconscious Tiffany.

but

even though he had many assistants, only Alex was the only one by

outstanding employee or good at her work, so she had rarely had the chance to interact with Vincent before. It was normal that she didn't know her name. "Kelly Harrison, sir. I'm

Harrison, I need you to help me confirm

Kelly's eyes, but

Vincent gave her some instructions,

lip, taking slow steps toward the bed. She

request, she pursed her lips and began unbuttoning Tiffany's

the buttons came undone, Kelly saw the marks on Tiffany's body.

...

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

"Tiffany fainted, so I took her

Vincent had personally taken Tiffany to

the fact that Vincent had dozens of

he had remembered Tiffany's

said, "You guys have fun. I'll

some brief

from Tiffany's room. Vincent looked

hickey on her neck that you

asked, "Would you like to see her? She'll

matters to attend to. When she wakes up, make sure to contact

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