Chapter 118

"Ah, the chairman is handsome…"

"Yes, I want to have a selfie with him…"

"Are you trying to dig your own grave? You know well how bad his tempers are."

"Is that the new chauffeur? Did you get the wrong person? How could that woman be a match to our stunning chairman?"

Everyone's gaze was focused upon the two of them, all feeling either envious or jealous. Monique's palm-sized face became even redder as she buried her face deeper, almost right into Henry's shirt.

'What's so envious or jealous about being with this man, whoever wants him please do take him away.'

Monique was screaming silently in her heart.

Henry felt a pinch in his heart as his eyes, black as ink, revealing a gleam of gentleness which lasted for only a moment.

When he raised his gaze, that gentleness was nowhere to be seen from his eyes anymore.

His sharp eyes swept through the direction of the windows, as his icy cold stare made everyone felt as though they were entrapped in an icy abyss.

Everyone suddenly fe