Chapter 42 The Familiar Silhouette

Upon uttering those words, Faye’s breathing quickened. Her legs felt as if they weighed a thousand tonnes. It felt almost impossible to move.

The room had gone dead silent. The great chairman of Violet Vision was nowhere to be seen.

She waited for something to happen, but there was still no response. Faye could not help but feel anxious as she wondered if Violet Vision’s chairman was in there at all. Was there a possibility that the chairman was unhappy with her?

“Sir? Can you hear me? May I come in?” asked Faye tentatively.

Zayn panicked when he heard her voice. It was evident that Faye was going to enter at any moment now, so he hastily came up with an excuse. He pretended to groan, his voice hoarse and scruffy, “You may not come in.”

“Huh?” Faye cried out softly. On the verge of crumpling from her overwhelming emotions, she gritted her teeth and said, “Sir, I don’t understand.”

Zayn continued to speak raspily, “Go home.”

Faye clenched her fists and took two steps towards the