The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 299

*Click.*

The only floor lamp in the study was abruptly switched off by Miles.

The room plunged into darkness. Before she could react, his arms wrapped around her waist with a gentle but undeniable force.

"Miles, you..."

The man effortlessly lifted her onto the desk. In the same fluid motion, he slipped the resignation letter from her grasp.

"Miles, what are you doing?"

"You."

"Stop messing around. Why are you really resigning?" Miles loved his job. He wouldn't just give it up so easily unless...

Miles's tone was breezy, betraying no sign of distress. "Juggling two jobs is too exhausting. I want a break."

"Besides, the old man parachuted someone in to challenge my authority at the pharmaceutical company. Things aren't looking good over there, and I can't be in two places at once."

Claire really hadn't considered how difficult his current situation was.

With Lucca back, the power struggle within the Zimmerman Group was growing even more intense.

"It's fine. It's just a CEO title. If it comes down to it, quit both. I'll support you."

She quickly added, "If you're feeling financial pressure, you can tell me. OCHH Luxury and Luna Atelier are both turning a decent profit."

He lowered his eyes, a silent smirk playing on his lips in the darkness. He knew it.

As long as he showed a crack in his armor, a moment of vulnerability, her heart would ache for him. She would draw closer and focus entirely on him.

Playing weak kept her firmly by his side, and he didn't mind playing the role to perfection.

Miles rested his head in the crook of her neck, his hot breath sending electric shocks of tension through the air.

"Alright. I really do need you to support me now..."

His calloused fingers traced the side of her waist, his warm palm pressing against her skin. Claire clearly heard the sound of him unbuttoning her clothes.

"Don't... not here..." Claire pushed against his chest.

The computer, keyboard, and papers on the desk rattled slightly.

Miles's voice was a low growl. "We haven't tried it here. The height is perfect."

Claire felt like she was burning up. He was just too irresistible; she was losing her resolve.

"Don't worry. I can handle this."

With that, she grabbed her coat and sprinted out of Grandview Heights.

Miles stood perfectly still, his thumb slowly brushing against the spot she had kissed.

The chilling darkness swirling in his eyes gradually turned freezing cold.

A bunch of pests who didn't know when to quit.

At 2:30 AM, Claire arrived at OCHH Luxury.

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The comments were absolutely vile.

The company was in chaos. Everyone watched the so-called "evidence" video on loop, some even wondering if it was a deepfake. Why would Julian suddenly stab them in the back?

"We have all the quality reports, but the internet isn't buying it because Julian was our partner."