She is a CEO by George Chapman novel Chapter 441

In less than ten minutes, Ewan led the servants to clear out Lucia's room. Lucia took the suitcase from Spencer and locked the door from the inside without even saying good night.

"Mr. Davies, this kind of attitude..." Ewan felt unfair to his host.

"Just get used to it. Remember, don't go against her in the future. Because of Teddy, she already has a grudge with me to engage with me. She needs time to get used to it. We can't force her now." Spencer showed his tolerance and generosity in front of Ewan, but his words were full of unfathomable schemes.

"You're very understanding," Ewan said. "I know," he continued. "From now on, I will not give her a hard time."

Ewan in Erik's family was in a very high status. The former madam still needed to respect him. He was arranged by Spencer's side to take care of him and Erik can rest assured.

"By the way," Spencer nodded and said, "Lucia's room is right across from my study. You should pay more attention when she's home alone. Lucia is very smart. Don't let her find anything."

"Understand." Ewan nodded and answered. After the two people arranged things properly, they just went back to rooms respectively.

In the room, Lucia left her suitcase by the bed while she sat on the bay window. At this moment, the moonlight outside the window was thick. When it poured into the room, it gently covered Lucia with a light yellow layer. Even that gentleness was so soft, it can't warm her frozen heart.

Curling up in the window, Lucia looked down at her toes. Her only concern was Theodore, and she no longer dared to think of Arthur.

Thousands of miles away, Theodore had... Chris to take care of him, but what about Arthur? Who was taking care of him?

Her eyes were itchy and sore, and Lucia continued to bow her head, letting the tears drip on the fluffy blanket of the window, permeating and disappearing.

The next day, Lucia was woken up by a knock on the door. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she had spent the night curled up in the bay window. Her makeup was still on, and her clothes were still on. Her muscles were sore and uncomfortable.

But Lucia didn't care. She got out of the window and opened the door. She looked coldly at Spencer, who was in high spirits.

Spencer's smiling face froze when he saw Lucia's face. He frowned and asked, "Lucia, didn't you... freshen up last night?"

"It's not my house. I'm not used to it," said Lucia.

Spencer let out a long sigh at Lucia's unabashed disgust,

"Lucia, you've already moved in. Do you really want to reject me?"

Lucia glanced at Spencer with a cold look, and was too lazy to answer such a silly question.

Even though Lucia was so cold to him, Spencer couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. This woman was so attractive.

Spencer's look made Lucia very unhappy. She said coldly, "If you have something to say, say it. Don't stare at me here."

Spencer snapped back to his senses and his lips curled up as he thought about what he was about to announce,

"Lucia, why don't you pack up and we'll go to Miami for the weekend? We'll come back in a few days for our engagement tour?"