Semua Bab Doting on the Greenhorn: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Heather's phone vibrated, indicating a WhatsApp message from Lucy. Heather added her contact. Lucy had sent her a series of messages containing various styles of luxury women's clothing, from autumn to winter fashion. Following that were images of jewelry, shoes, and handbags. Heather's phone kept vibrating, making her hands go numb before it finally stopped. Lucy: "Ms. Sutton, are there any styles you like? Just tell me the number on the picture. If you don't like any of them, let me know your preferred style, and I'll get it for you."As one of Tyrone's employees, Lucy was very meticulous. Heather felt like she was the sugar baby of a wealthy man. There were so many choices that she wouldn't have time to work today if she were to go through them all. Heather wasn't in the mood to choose. She put away her phone and left the car to go upstairs. The whole morning passed without Heather having a chance to see Tyrone. As time passed, she felt a pressing feeling. She became

"What do you have to say?" Tyrone's dark eyes pierced her. Heather said honestly, "If I told you that Anna framed me and I don't even know this man, would you believe me?" "Ms. Sutton, have you lost your mind? Even if you want to clear your name, framing me is ridiculous! Do you think everyone here is a fool?" Anna asserted aggressively. Tyrone narrowed his eyes. He suddenly reached out to grasp Heather's neck, his terrifying gaze fixed on her. "Ms. Sutton, how dare you betray me?" Heather frowned in pain as she felt the pressure on her neck and stared incredulously at Tyrone. She struggled to speak and choked out the words, "Don't you believe me?" She couldn't understand why. He knew she had the chance to poison him before, but she hadn't. Now, he believed Anna over her! "I didn't do this! It's her... She framed me." Heather struggled to speak coherently, her eyes filled with sorrow and disappointment. Yet, Tyrone's furious gaze remained unfazed. His face was chilling

After Ivy fired off a string of questions, Heather briefed her on what had happened that day. "So, Tyrone thinks you betrayed him? He doesn't trust you at all!" Ivy looked incredulous. Heather chuckled awkwardly. She had thought that there would be some level of trust between her and Tyrone after spending some time together. That day, she had realized one thing—Tyrone was only interested in her body. He would cheer her up and tease her, but there was no trust or distrust. Ivy paused. "Although Tyrone was a bit over the top, you were also at fault. "Think about it. In that situation, it's normal for him not to believe what you say, especially since that woman had made such thorough arrangements. You should explain things clearly to him." Heather shook her head. "Forget it. He wouldn't want to hear any explanation if he doesn't believe me."She had tried to explain in the private room, but Tyrone hadn't believed her. He hadn't even inquired about anything. There wasn't

At this moment, Heather looked like a model out of a movie. Craig paused briefly, his fair, handsome face flushed red. He averted his gaze awkwardly and looked at the wall beside him. "Hattie, aren't you going to invite me in?" Only then did Heather realize her inappropriate attire. She blushed with embarrassment and apologized, "Sorry, please wait a moment." She shut the doors and limped back to her room. She changed into a casual and loose-fitting sportswear outfit with a sweater and pants. She walked out of the room and looked thoughtfully at the closed door. After some time, she walked over and opened it. "I thought you wouldn't open the door." Craig stood in the hallway, his handsome face still slightly flushed, looking at her with a faint smile. Heather had considered not opening the door, but avoiding him wasn't an option since he had come knocking at her door. She stepped aside and invited him in. "Come in." Craig noticed her slightly awkward gait. Heather w

Heather wasn't surprised that the news had spread within the company. "If I say I didn't do it, would you believe me?" "I don't think so, but Ms. Jenkins has been quite favored after you left. Mr. Elkin takes her everywhere with him." Joe had a worried expression. He probably felt like he was about to lose his job too. Heather wasn't surprised that Anna was being favored now. She warned softly, "Be careful of Anna." Heather only had a few belongings. She quickly packed everything in a cardboard box and walked out the door. Not far away, there was a light ding from the elevator.Heather felt a tightness in her chest when she heard the footsteps of leather shoes. She looked up and met Tyrone's dark and intense gaze, her watery eyes trembling slightly. Tyrone was dressed in a dark blue suit, with the shirt buttoned up to the top and a tie in the same color scheme. He carried a sharp and overbearing presence. The feeling of being choked by him at the neck came rushing back