Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 52 The Door Wasn't Locked

Ethan's intentions were clear, but this was just too wild. I remembered I hadn't locked the door, and someone could walk in any moment. That would be embarrassing. I nervously pushed him away. "I worked all night, I'm tired."

Ethan wasn't backing off. He leaned in and whispered, "Don't worry about being tired, I'll do the work."

I couldn't resist him, but I was worried about the unlocked door.

He probably knew this wasn't the place for a long session, so he got straight to the point. "Honey, I can give you everything you want and make you the happiest woman." I could barely think, vaguely understanding he was talking about his CEO status.

I stammered, "Money doesn't always bring happiness, and not having money doesn't mean unhappiness. When I didn't have money before, having family around made me happy." Ethan smiled. Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ethan grabbed an ashtray and threw it at the door. It hit with a loud thud and shattered. The knocking stopped immediately. Seeing him so frustrated made me want to laugh a little.

A few minutes later, everything calmed down. We straightened our clothes, and Ethan went to open the door.

The door really hadn't been locked, but the assistant didn't dare come in without a response. It seemed Ethan was usually a strict boss. He probably knew they wouldn't dare come in, which was why he felt so free earlier. The assistant stood at the door, trembling, scared by the noise.

"What is it?" Ethan's expression was serious, and his demeanor turned cold.

"Mr. Windsor, the editor-in-chief of Starlight Times is here." The assistant kept his head down, not daring to look at him.

Ethan acknowledged and glanced at me.

I thought he was going to send me away, but he said, "Let him in."

He then sat back in his chair, resuming his composed demeanor.

I sat on the sofa where we had just been, still able to smell the lingering scent of hormones in the air.

Soon, the editor-in-chief of Starlight Times arrived. He glanced at me, then ignored me, shaking hands with Ethan before sitting opposite him.

to keep you waiting." Ethan said, his eyes briefly meeting

uneasy, I

Rivera smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr.

Ethan's serious demeanor, but I held it in, pretending to flip through a

last time, when would be a good time for you, Mr.

be that the last time at the bar, they were discussing an interview for Ethan? But that's not a secret, so why did Ethan have to avoid me?' This financial magazine was really boring, so I took out my

turned it on, several messages came through, all from

to talk to you. It feels like we haven't had a good

come back. What

you seem very busy

[Good night!]

were from around 10

my phone was off

with a long string of crying emojis, then another message: [I thought you

me?' I replied: [How could that be? I'm really looking

both nervous and excited. After chatting for so many years and getting so much help from him, I was finally going to meet Seagull in person.

to it

looked up from my phone to see Ethan watching me. 'Is my phone too noisy

phone rang. It was Bella, saying she wanted to buy a house and asked me to go with

the gist of the conversation and said,

took a cab to the place Bella mentioned. She

T-shirt and black leather shorts, with brown sunglasses,

you suddenly decide to buy a house?"

as we walked in.

"Did

dad find

confusion and that her heart never betrayed him. My dad can't live without her, so he forgave her." Even I, an outsider,