After marrying Gideon, although her status had changed, her job remained the same, which involved frequent contact with pharmaceutical companies.
And Harold was the biggest creep Aria had ever encountered in her work.
He had found out through certain means that Aria had married Gideon and also knew that she wasn't related to Roxanne by blood, which gave him some twisted ideas.
If she hadn't sensed something was wrong ahead of time, Harold would have likely succeeded in his advances.
Hearing Aria's warning, Harold's smile became even more lewd. "So my dear Aria still remembers me!"
Aria felt another wave of revulsion.
Talking to this kind of person was impossible. Cursing him out would probably just excite him, and if she hit him, he’d likely just twist it into some sick game. He was like a leech she couldn't shake off.
Flora's gaze shifted between Aria and Harold. Sensing there was some history between them, she raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Aria, why did you leave early during our last collaboration? If I hadn't specifically requested the contract go to you, someone else would have snatched it. You must have made a hefty commission from that, right? Why not treat me to dinner as a thank you?"
Harold's eyes seemed glued to Aria as he couldn't resist taking a few steps closer.
Rufus quickly got up and stood between them, growling continuously, worried that Aria would be harmed.
Flora was almost bitten. She knew Rufus was issuing a warning and discreetly took two steps back.
But she didn't say anything to warn Harold.
Whether the dog got hurt or Harold got hurt, it was a good thing for her. Either way, Aria would be the one to suffer the consequences.
"Rufus," Aria called out.
Old Mr. Brent had valued Harold highly, and even though he had passed away, Helena still doted on him.
Letting Harold get hurt, or having Rufus hurt him, were both outcomes Aria wanted to avoid.

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