เข้าสู่ระบบNavia had barely settled back into her office at Harrison Group when the front desk called upstairs.
“Ms. Harrison, there’s a woman here asking to see you.”“Who?”“She says she’s your housekeeper. Claire Walker.”Navia frowned. Why would Claire come here?She told security to send her up.A few minutes later, Claire stepped into the office carrying a thermal food container.“You haven’t been feelinSince it was their first meeting—and in a place like Monarch Club, no less—there was no way these men intended to discuss real business immediately.Leonard Bell poured a glass of tequila and slid it toward Navia with an expectant smile.“These gentlemen are all good friends of mine,” he said smoothly. “And hopefully they’ll become your friends too, Ms. Harrison. If everyone gets along tonight, there’ll be plenty of opportunities for future cooperation.”The amber liquor caught the dim light.Tequila. Strong enough to burn going down.Navia pressed her lips together. “I don’t drink.”Her secretary immediately reached for the glass. “I can drink on behalf of Ms. Harrison.”“Now that would make Ms. Harrison seem insincere.”Leonard Bell casually placed a hand over the glass before the secretary could take it.He was still smiling, but
Seeing the look on Navia’s face, the secretary couldn’t help feeling sorry for her.Navia had grown up as Evelyn Harrison’s only daughter—the sheltered heiress of the Harrison family.Someone like her had never needed to see this side of the business world before.But now that Evelyn Harrison was gone, every opportunist in the city seemed to be circling.After a brief hesitation, the secretary asked carefully, “Should I call Mr. Harrison? If this partnership goes through, it could change everything for the company.”Navia let out a slow breath.“He won’t help me.”The secretary forced a small smile. “I’m sure that’s not true. No matter how strained things are between you right now, this still affects Harrison Group. He wouldn’t ignore something this important.”Navia didn’t answer.Her silence was all the permission the secretary needed.S
Navia had barely settled back into her office at Harrison Group when the front desk called upstairs.“Ms. Harrison, there’s a woman here asking to see you.”“Who?”“She says she’s your housekeeper. Claire Walker.”Navia frowned. Why would Claire come here?She told security to send her up.A few minutes later, Claire stepped into the office carrying a thermal food container.“You haven’t been feeling well, Mrs. Crawford, and you’re still working late,” Claire said gently. “Mr. Crawford asked me to bring you some chicken soup.”The moment Leonel’s name came up, Navia’s expression cooled.“You can take it back. I’m not hungry.”Claire hesitated. “I heard you and Mr. Crawford had a disagreement, but you shouldn’t take it out on yourself.”“This has nothing to do with him,” Navia replied qui
Jason glanced at the rearview mirror.Leonel sat silently in the dimly lit backseat with his eyes closed, his sharp features still impossibly striking beneath the shadows.His face looked sculpted from marble—perfect bone structure, flawless looks, an overwhelming presence that naturally commanded fear and respect.If not for the fading handprint still visible on his cheek, anyone would have thought this was a man without weakness.Perhaps the old Leonel Crawford truly had been.But now Jason understood something clearly.Not only did Leonel finally have a weakness—That weakness might someday become the blade aimed straight at his heart.Jason didn’t dare waste another second.He carefully followed the car carrying Navia while Leonel’s phone continued ringing repeatedly beside him.Most of the calls were work-related.Important enough that executives would normally panic if Leonel i
Leonel slowly wiped the blood from his lips.The crimson stain against his mouth made him look like a fallen god—someone once untouchable now tainted by something dark and forbidden, carrying an almost dangerous edge.“Mr. Crawford… are you alright?” Jason asked carefully.Leonel glanced at him coldly.“What do you think?”Jason originally wanted to ask whether he needed medicine for the swelling on his face, but meeting Leonel’s icy expression, he immediately lowered his head and swallowed the words.He had never seen Leonel like this before.The man was usually calm to the point of seeming emotionless, as though nothing in the world could shake him.But now—There was something terrifying leaking from beneath that composure.Something obsessive.Almost unhinged.The SUV remained parked where it was, showing no sign of leaving.Leonel’s g
“Let go.”Navia didn’t want to struggle with him in public.Harrison Group was right nearby. If employees happened to walk past and see them like this, rumors would spread instantly.She glanced around before lowering her voice.“If you don’t let go, I’m going to scream.”Instead, Leonel pulled her tightly into his arms.His heartbeat thundered powerfully against her ear, deep and heavy beneath his chest.“I’m sorry, Navia,” he said hoarsely. “Come back to the car with me and let me explain everything. Please?”Navia pressed her lips together as she felt people nearby beginning to stare.His arm circled tightly around her waist as if he was afraid she might disappear the second he loosened his grip.The pressure was so strong she could barely breathe.“Do I even have the right to refuse?” she asked coldly.Leonel lowe







