บททั้งหมดของ The Doting Bigwig: บทที่ 331 - บทที่ 340

Willow locked eyes with Theodore. He tilted her chin up, but she didn't flinch. She stood her ground like a thorny rose, silent but strong. She didn't have to speak. Her eyes said it all—she wanted to leave.Theodore's grip on her face tightened, drawing a small whimper from her. A fierce possessiveness clouded his gaze. "Don't even think about breaking up."Willow's brow knitted in frustration as she tried to pull away, but Theodore forcefully shoved her back onto the couch. His icy stare sent a shiver down her spine, causing her eyelid to twitch. She clenched her fists, but his grip was unbreakable.Through gritted teeth, she hissed, "Theodore, don't make me hate you."A shadow crossed Theodore's expression, and his hold on her weakened. Willow broke away instantly, moving quickly to the far side of the couch to put as much distance as she could between them. The way she plopped down was heavy with unspoken frustration.The silence in the room was stifling as if even the clock

Erica tore into Theodore right in the living room. "Seriously, how old are you to make such a fuss over something so trivial? Whatever your reasons are, what gives you the right to keep Willow confined here and keep her from leaving?"Just because you're the president of Bassett Corp. doesn't mean you can act like a dictator!"Theodore was left at a loss for words.Fuming, Erica continued, "I never would have let you return to the country if I'd known you'd end up like this. Madam Sara's parenting was a total failure. I thought you'd be different, or at least more reasonable, since you weren't brought up by her, but I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."She then turned to Willow. "Willow, are you hurt? What did he do to you? Let me know. I'm here for you."Erica's caring tone made Willow feel better. "Erica, I'm fine.""See how sensible Willow is?" Erica shot Theodore another glare."Ma'am, Mr. Theodore only said that because Ms. Jett has a fever and he feared she m

"You're at Bassett Villa?" Joey asked, looking surprised. "I had no clue."Willow gave her a puzzled look. "Didn't you tell Quentin I was there?""Why would I do that? I didn't even know! And even if I did, do you think I'd want to stir up trouble for you by giving him a reason to bother you?"Willow didn't respond, prompting Joey to ask, "When did Quentin visit you? He really doesn't know when to stop, does he?"Willow reflected on it and knew Quentin meant no harm. He was there to apologize, and there was no reason to lie. She brushed it aside and said, "Forget about it. So, how's everything with the factory?"Having been away from the office for the past few days, Willow had left Joey in charge of negotiating with a construction materials factory which was located in the suburbs for Joywell Real Estate."We're close to finalizing the price, but I'm unsure about the quality control. You'll need to check it out in person," Joey replied."Okay," Willow said, checking her watch.

"By the way, are you one of the staff here?" Willow asked without turning around.Isaac was taken aback. He quickly hid the dagger behind his back before responding with a hum."Isn't anyone working the night shift at this warehouse?""No, there isn't."Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside the warehouse. Headlights streamed through the gap in the factory doors, followed by the noisy clanking of chains as the doors were pulled open from outside. Amid the blinding light, a tall figure stepped forward from the crowd and pulled Willow into a strong hug. Willow struggled but couldn't break free.Theodore held her tightly, his cold voice betraying his worry. "Are you okay?" Willow stood in stunned silence."Ms. Jett, I'm truly sorry. The warehouse manager didn't realize you were still inside and locked the doors without checking. This is on me. I should have informed them. I thought you had already left."Clark cleared his throat, signaling for the factory manager to stop talki

Willow had just wrapped up a morning meeting at Joywell Real Estate when Annie came in from outside, carrying an orange-yellow bag. "Ms. Jett, someone left this for you at the front desk. The person said it's something to be returned to you."Willow opened the bag and was taken aback to find a Hermes scarf inside. She asked, "Who brought this?""The front desk said it was a young man. He left right after he dropped it off.""When did he leave?""Just a moment ago."Willow rushed out the door, finally spotting Isaac near the entrance of Sears Tower. She wanted to call out to him but realized she didn't know his name. She ran a few steps closer. "Hey!"Isaac turned around and was startled to see her catching up to him. Willow held up the box and asked, "Is this a gift for me?""No. It's not a gift. I'm just giving it back. I got your scarf dirty yesterday," Isaac replied."I have plenty of scarves like this. Just return it and get your money back. Earning money isn't easy, so y