Instantly, Viola's heart was like tied by an invisible rope.
As if to cover up something, drooping eyes with a light smile, she circled his neck with her slender arms, “What are you playing? I am a bad person, capable of anything. Don't cry I sell you out.”
Steven gently rubbed her soft hair. “It is good to be sold, that means I'm finally useful to you.”
Viola's body stiffened, she stretched out her hand and patted his face gently, saying, “You are really in love, but unfortunately, I have no interest. We're all adults, so be sensible and let it go.”
She took two steps back, and the rays of the setting sun fell on her through the huge window, softening her normally cool eyes.
“Bye, Steven.”
Viola said, nodded to him and walked away quickly.
Steven put his hands into his pockets and did not run after her. He did not seem to hear the farewell, but felt her figure was very enchanting. From her walking posture, he could see what a neat woman she was.
“Mr. Steven, you don't chase after her?” Jordan was confused seeing Mr. Steven’s obsessive eyes.
“No, I still have a lot of time, but she's in a bad mood, and I don't want to upset her anymore.”
“How did you see that?” Jordan was stunned. He did not understand love.
“Leonard probably wanted her to use me for the Shaws Group's profit, but she doesn’t want to do anything to me.” Steven smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes from his chest and lit a cigarette.
Jordan asked with doubts, “Why didn’t she tell you?”
Steven slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said carelessly, “Viola has always had a moral sense in her heart. She is proud and stubborn. How could she say that?”
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