She is a CEO by George Chapman novel Chapter 1173

Chapter 1173 A Sleepless Night

"Libby, what's wrong?" Miles asked anxiously.

"It's nothing, just thinking about tomorrow... I can't help but feel nervous," Libby forced herself to lie. It was the only way to explain her unusual behavior.

"Don't worry," Miles gently patted his wife's hand and said, "Rhys and Thomas will be with you tomorrow. Just stay at home and don't go anywhere."

"No!" Libby immediately refused when she heard this. "Let them follow you! I'll be fine at home."

Miles knew that his wife was worried about him, but he was also worried about her situation. So he insisted, "Listen to my arrangements. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. If he uses you as a hostage, it would be bad."

Libby's heart was in chaos but she couldn't argue with her husband's firm decision. She could only hold onto his hand tightly while feeling guilty and remorseful.

That night in the villa on the outskirts of town, Lucia and Arthur sat together on the couch with all lights on discussing their plan for tomorrow. As Arthur carefully considered every detail of their plan, Lucia smiled confidently, "With you in charge, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Arthur glanced at Lucia. How did she suddenly become so comforting? But deep down inside, he still felt uneasy, "No matter what happens tomorrow, don't get close to Casper. Your safety is our top priority."

Lucia had a complicated look in her eyes but still nodded obediently, "Don't worry. I'll take care of myself. It's more important for you to control his men carefully since they are desperate criminals who won't hesitate to do anything."

Arthur's heart skipped a beat as he reached out and pulled Lucia into his arms like seeking security, then held her tight saying repeatedly, "Kyle will follow me closely so before we enter the conference room, don't act impulsively."

He kept repeating his concerns.

Lucia reached back and hugged Arthur's back, looking up at the ceiling with a guilty expression. Her eyebrows furrowed tightly together, but as soon as Arthur let go of her, she returned to her usual demeanor.

Another quiet "I'm sorry" floated in her heart.

That night, Lucia remained nestled in Arthur's embrace until the late hours. Her mind was still clear, listening to his steady breathing and the fresh scent emanating from him. Lucia felt both at peace and saddened, silently repenting in the darkness.

"Arthur, I'm sorry. There are some things I really want to ask him in person. Don't worry, I won't get into any trouble. Once I get the answers, I'll return to your side..."

Sorry...

Sorry...

Although Lucia didn't dare to move, she obediently snuggled in Arthur's arms. However, because of this movement, she couldn't see Arthur's face or his eyes that were open in the darkness.

The next day, before 7 o'clock in the scorching summer season, the sky was already bright. The sunlight shone on the curtains, trying its best to penetrate through but only a few rays of light managed to seep in and illuminate the couple sleeping peacefully on the large bed.

She had long forgotten how she fell asleep last night, but her biological clock was very punctual. As soon as it hit 7:30, Lucia slowly opened her eyes. She just saw the things in front of her and noticed that Arthur had already woken up at some point. He was staring at her without blinking, his gaze was gentle yet there seemed to be something else behind it.

"Arthur, why didn't you wake me up?" Lucia rubbed her eyes and habitually rubbed her cheek against Arthur's chin like a cat. Overnight, he had grown some small stubble, which tickled her face and made her feel itchy.

Arthur smiled, rubbed his thumb under Lucia's eye, and asked her,