Firing the receptionist would prove to be the easiest part. After a day of cleaning up the mess there, Jane was bone-tired, but she did not dare to show even a hint of weariness.Only heaven knew how she had nearly fled in fear the second she stepped into the chairperson’s office.However, she told herself, ‘No. I can’t.’That was right, she could not run. That was why she had to face everything and conquer everything. It did not matter what she experienced during those three years in jail. It did not matter if her personality had warped during those three years, and it did not matter if those three years had cost her the dignity to stand with her head held high in front of everyone else. Starting from today, she had to straighten her back and overcome her fear until she could make it up to her grandfather’s hopes and her own heart.What Jane did not know was that the man, so cruel and cold-blooded in her eyes, had driven the car away from the building only to make a detour and tur

“Are you here… to laugh at me?” Jane raised her head and forced a tragic smile at the man in front of her. “You must be ecstatic to see me like this, right? Mr. Stewart. The worse off I am, the happier you are, right?”Haha, the worse off she was, the more he would feel like he had avenged his dearly departed Rosaline, right?“Mr. Stewart… You really don’t have to do all this. The things you were doing before don’t even feel like you anymore. I had been wondering why you suddenly changed your tack toward me… I see. So this is why.”Sean’s pitch-black pupils dilated and his breathing caught in his throat. He lowered his eyelids and looked at the woman curled up in a ball in the closet, his eyes filled with pain and affection.He suddenly asked in his low voice, “What do you see? What do you mean, why?”His voice was low, but every word reached the woman’s ears. She tightened her arms around herself, her heart pounding with emotion… How could he still ask that with a straight face?

Amidst the rain, a woman walked out of the East Emperor building and out into the storm. She had found the umbrella from the storage closet. No matter how horrible that man was, there was one thing he got right.She was a deserter. A coward. How could she let that slide?She walked to the curb and saw that there was already a black Bentley waiting there.It only took her a glance to recognize the owner of that car. Who could it be but that arrogant Sean Stewart?She walked over, and the car window rolled down, revealing the driver’s face.“Please get in, Miss Dunn.” Dos got out of the car and walked around to the back seat, opening the car door.She stepped into the car, and Dos returned to the driver’s seat.“Did he tell you to come?”Dos heard the voice from the back seat and raised his head to look at the rearview mirror, at the woman in the back. She was extremely quiet, her face turned to the side as she silently looked outside the window. He did not understand this wo