She is a CEO by George Chapman novel Chapter 437

"Live together? !" Lucia raised her eyebrows and raised her voice.

"Of course," Spencer said matter-of-factly,

"We're engaged," he continued, waving his engagement ring. "You didn't think it was just a dream, did you?"

"I wish it was a nightmare," said Lucia to herself, feeling disgusted.

"So what if we're engaged. Are we gonna live together?"

"It's true that many people still go their separate ways after getting engaged, but you have to live with me. Otherwise, how can we show our relationship to the outside world?" Spencer's eyes darkened as he sneered.

"You just want Arthur to know, don't you?" Lucia saw through Spencer's scheme at a glance. She refused coldly. "I don't agree."

Spencer wasn't in a hurry but said casually,

"I thought Teddy has a year of observation left? If he doesn't recover well in the meantime, he may need a second or even third bone marrow transplant. Lucia, I don't want to hold this against you, but I'm the one who can save him."

Lucia's heart skipped a beat and she fell silent.

Spencer was right. After a bone marrow transplant, some patients would need five to six years of observation to prevent their organs from rejecting them. It seemed that he had already known this before he was so confident.

"Lucia," Spencer began to lobby, seeing signs that Lucia was softening her attitude,

"I didn't think that you would fall in love with me right after we got engaged, but I hope that it will be so in the end. It will be good for our future. We need to get along and get to know each other. You can't get to know me better just because you don't see me every day, right? So we have to live together."

Lucia frowned. She was apprehensive and unwilling to compromise.

Seeing Lucia's hesitation, Spencer didn't push her further. To show his tolerance, he smiled and said, "Think about it. Let me know when the celebration is over. I'll be right out."

With that, Spencer turned and left the lounge, not bothering Lucia, whose mind was already in turmoil.

As soon as he walked out the door, a chief reporter of Prospect Focus Magazine saw him from afar and came up to him. Spencer glanced at him and said,

"Why are you waiting for me here? It's not good to be seen."

"I'm sorry," the reporter apologized respectfully, but added, "We're in a hurry to issue a notice. There's something we need to consult you about first."

"Say it." Spencer, in the face of outsiders, had always an aloof look, and said lightly.

"Should we report on the masked man who appeared at the engagement ceremony just now?" The reporter asked carefully, "If you don't think it's appropriate, we'll..."