Chapter 750 Action Over Words

William shot Ashton a look.

Ashton understood William immediately and signaled for everyone to step back. The group retreated to a distance where they couldn't hear the conversation.

William's expression hardened, his thin lips pressing into a cold, tight line. "What kind of illness? Physical or psychological?"

The office building was quiet and still on this workday, with only the sunlight casting reflections on the pristine tile floors.

The two men faced each other, both tall and aloof, their stares locked in an unyielding standoff.

Wesley said, "One night, she was working late at the company. Despite running a high fever, she kept silent and pushed through.

"When she was dizzy from the fever, she went to the pantry to get some water and take her medicine. However, she couldn't bear it anymore. She dropped the cup and passed out.

"The building's security team was careless, and they didn't notice anyone in the pantry. They assumed everyone had left for the day, so they turned off the lights and locked the door."

A storm seemed to surge in William's eyes.

Wesley continued, "I couldn't reach her, and I sent out many people to find her. They only located her just before dawn.

"By then, she was already awake, having been jolted out of a nightmare she had while unconscious. When I asked her about the nightmare, she said it was about her past."

lost their

coldly, "She was facing many difficulties at work, which kept reminding her of her previous job and the people and events she encountered there. Those memories only added to her

was as a secretary at the

that had caused her nightmares. She had been thinking about how it was just like working under him during

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hid under a table, crying and desperately

a string

she couldn't get it off, no matter what. In her emotional breakdown, she used a fruit knife from the pantry to

shocked. He felt his heart drop. He finally understood

to him. "During that time, any difficulty that she encountered in her life would remind her

was a severe psychological condition. She started self-harming, and if it continued, she

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stung deeply, his jaw

"My relationship with her is not something you need to comment on, Mr. Cronus. At least she

you playing? What name are you using? What relationship do you have to be by

questions struck Wesley

both of them wore hard, cold expressions. While the surrounding employees couldn't hear their words, it was clear that the situation was

Marcel exchanged glances and moved

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