CHAPTER 6

Laurette POV

Leaving the hospital, I sat in the passenger seat without saying a word.

I wasn't actually a person who spoke little, but when I was with Bryce Rodriguez, I often didn't know what to say.

It seemed like everything I said, except for work-related matters, was wrong.

The phone rang, and Bryce answered it.

I didn't know what the other person said, but he responded with a flat "Hmm" before hanging up.

Then, he turned the steering wheel and parked the car at the entrance of the elevated highway.

He spoke coldly, "Take a cab back by yourself."

I looked at the busy traffic on the elevated bridge and then glanced down at my torn dress.

"This is the elevated highway, and my dress is torn."

"So what?" Bryce's voice was devoid of any emotion, cold and heartless.

I stared at him for a few seconds, then silently opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as I closed the door, the black Maybach eagerly sped away and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

It was late at night, but fortunately, the rain wasn't heavy.

It fell on my face like soft fur.

I wrapped my suit jacket tightly around myself and slowly walked forward along the green belt.

Cars whizzed past me, performing a life-and-death race within a distance of less than half a meter from me.

I hadn't walked far when my phone vibrated incessantly in my bag.

I stopped and answered the call.

"Laurette, have you received the test results?" My mother spoke without any signs of exhaustion.

I impatiently interrupted her, "Even if I take the test ten thousand times, the result will still be the same. I won't be able to have my own child again." This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for my mother.

She was stunned for a moment, and her voice changed, "Wha-what do you mean you won't be able to have one? Didn't you get pregnant before?"

I looked at the speeding cars in front of me, my eyes sour, "I had a miscarriage."

I stood still for a moment, my phone buzzing in my bag.

I didn't answer and continued walking forward.

I got off the overpass and ahead was the most luxurious commercial district in the city.

The exterior of the Galaxy Center was adorned with a giant LED display screen, which was currently playing clips from the Phoenix International Piano Competition.

I stood in the center of the square, looking up at the woman sitting in front of the piano on the big Screen.

She wore a red evening gown, her hair tied up, revealing a graceful neck.

Her slender fingers slid across the keys, and the dense sound of the piano flowed out, echoing in the empty square.

The rhythm became faster and the emotions more intense, making the listener's heart surge with excitement.

The camera slowly zoomed in, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared on the big screen.

"It's her," my heart tightened.

"Irene!"

Irene was Bryce's first love and also the goddess of the Royal Crest University.

During her time at the university, she became the white moonlight in the hearts of countless male students.

At this moment, Irene was shining brightly in front of the camera, wearing a fiery red dress that seemed to be burning.

The applause thundered below, and her performance was a great success.

Suddenly, the camera swept towards the audience, and in the first row behind the judges' seat, there sat a tall and slender man in formal attire, his eyes focused and passionately staring at the stage.

If it wasn't Bryce, then who could it be?

The rain suddenly became heavier, blurring my vision, and I shivered with cold.

The Phoenix International Piano Competition was held every five years in the capital of France, Paris.

Half a month ago, Bryce went to Paris alone.

It turned out that he went to see Irene.

I returned to my apartment, took a hot shower, curled up in bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, I frowned and woke up from my sleep.

I opened my phone and looked at the time.

It was already 6:30 am.

I instinctively reached out to push the man next to me, but my hand fell empty.

I sat up suddenly, turned on the light, and saw that the bed next to me was as clean as new.

I realized that Bryce had not returned all night.

It was hard for me to adapt.

In the past five years, unless Bryce was on a business trip, he never stayed out all night.

I sat there in a daze for a while, then went to the bathroom expressionlessly to wash up, and then went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for myself.

After finishing breakfast, I walked to the company.

Just as I arrived at the company's entrance, a black Maybach stopped in front of me, and the rear door was pushed open from the inside.

A man with no expression on his face got out of the car.

He was still wearing the same outfit he wore to the banquet yesterday, with a wrinkled shirt, and who knows where he had been fooling around all night.

Bryce was nearly two meters tall and exuded a sense of pressure all over his body.

Not to mention his thin lips and peach blossom eyes, even if he kept a straight face all day, he still looked like a charming and unfeeling man.

He walked past me without looking at me, as if I didn't exist at all.

I took a deep breath and hurriedly followed him.

After entering the CEO's exclusive elevator, I secretly glanced at his handsome face, and said, "Um... I'm not trying to control you, but you didn't come back last night.."

"What, do I need to report my itinerary to Secretary Laurette now?" Bryce's face turned slightly cold.

I pursed my lips and silently swallowed the second half of my sentence.

I knew I shouldn't have said anything.

Look, I had brought this upon myself.

Bryce was angry at my pitiful appearance, and he tugged at his tie, feeling his anger rising.

"Who are you making that face for? Someone who doesn't know any better would think you're really suffering."

I sighed in my heart.

I knew that when he was unhappy, no matter what I did, it was wrong.

"I'm not."

Bryce sneered and laughed, "NOBLE Entertainment is currently short of staff. You can pack up and go report there now. You don't have to follow me anymore."

My heart trembled and I looked up at him, "You want me to go to NOBLE Entertainment?"

NOBLE Entertainment was a kingdom of entertainment created by Bryce himself for Irene.

After half a year of planning and preparation, it will officially open at the end of the month.

Last night, after I went back, I searched for a lot of news about Irene and knew that she was about to return to the country.

Bryce's decision to transfer me away from him at this time was probably to make room for his first love.

"What, you're not happy?"

Bryce leaned forward slightly, "Or do you just want to stay by my side, waiting to be...!"

He almost whispered the last word in my ear, vulgar and obscene.

Knowing that he was humiliating me again, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

I pursed my lips and took a step back, "Okay, I'll go."

Seeing that I agreed so readily, Bryce's face didn't look any better.

He strode out of the elevator.

Along the way, everyone politely greeted him.

He walked away with a cold face, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

My personnel transfer order came down quickly.

Sandra, who was also a secretary, approached me and saw me packing up, "Laurette, why did the personnel transfer order come so suddenly? Did you offend President Bryce?"

Sandra was one of the few people who knew about my private relationship with Bryce Rodriguez.

During the day, I was the chief secretary of the Rodriguez Group's president, and at night, I was Bryce's personal possession.

But now, he was going to transfer me to NOBLE Entertainment.

It felt like a favored concubine being sent to the cold palace.