As Heather returned to Langston Group, her mind was full of questions while she troubled herself over the next step. The moment she opened the door to the office, Heather had the urge to cry, but she had no tears to shed. She looked at the man sitting on her seat and gave him a smile that looked worse than crying.
“Where’d you go?” Matthias looked at Heather in disdain. It was obvious that he came here to catch her in the act.
Matthias’ tone got on Heather’s nerves. She hadn’t even confronted him about the incident the day before, but he dared to use this questioning tone to talk to her.
“That’s none of your business. Get off my chair.” Heather wasn’t intimidated in the least. If it weren’t for the glass door, she would’ve made Matthias wish he were dead.
She was suddenly impressed by Blake for getting her an office with a glass door. It was crystal clear, so anything that happened on one side of the door could be seen from the other.
The transparency restricted Heather’s actions and words. When she was dealing with Blake, she had to think twice about what the onlookers would think of her. Even though she didn’t care too much about what others would think, she was in Langston Group, and gossip was a scary thing. She did not wish for everyone in the company to dislike her.
If it weren’t for this, Heather would never tone down her actions. It was as if she had turned into another person altogether, and even Blake probably felt unaccustomed to it.
Matthias turned around in Heather’s chair, not caring for a second that his behavior had struck a nerve with Heather. Even in such a precarious situation, he could still smile like no one’s business.
Matthias had been dropping by more frequently lately, and people were discussing in private about how people should always keep a clear line between their work and private matters. Heather herself disliked people who blurred the lines between work and private life, but now, she was doing the exact thing she hated. This was why she loathed her encounters with Matthias at work.
“Why didn’t you pick up my calls?” Matthias’ expression turned grim in an instant, as if Heather had committed a grave sin.
“I’m a busy woman; I don’t have time for your nonsense,” Heather retorted without holding back.
Heather’s eyelid started twitching due to her lack of rest, whereupon she rubbed her eyes. Matthias obviously wasn’t satisfied with her answer, so he aggressively stood straight up from the chair.
Heather couldn’t care less. She kept some distance between them and glared coldly at Matthias. She did not have the time to deal with him, and the look in her eyes suggested that she would kill him if she could, for he was being utterly unreasonable.
“Heather, remember our promise.” Matthias suddenly brought this matter to attention, but Heather was unfazed.
“Please give me some space. You are already crossing the line. If you keep doing this, I will have to revoke our agreement.” Seeing Matthias leaving the seat, Heather strode over to it. She still had many things to take care of; she didn’t have time for Matthias’ antics.
As Heather walked by, Matthias grabbed her. He held her in a tight grip, which hurt her a little, but Heather feigned nonchalance.
“Let go.” Heather really despised Matthias’ attitude. He shouldn’t use force in an argument because it is ungentlemanly.
Matthias glared at Heather, as if she owed him a billion. Heather paid it no mind, for she would never allow Matthias to read her feelings.
“Heather, you’re so cold-blooded.” Matthias looked disappointed. Heather thought it weird; she couldn’t understand why he acted like this.
“Matthias Locke, can you please be more mature about relationships? A childish person wouldn’t be able to maintain a relationship even if they did get into one.” Heather’s tone provoked Matthias, and she looked at him like she was looking at a child who wouldn’t listen to reason.
“What do you mean by that?” Matthias let go of Heather and glanced at the onlookers outside. The look in his eyes was enough to send chills down their spines.
Soon, the busybodies disappeared from view. Then, Heather exercised her wrist for a bit before walking toward her own seat. She proceeded to sit down, completely ignoring Matthias’ presence.
Once again, Matthias was enraged by Heather’s actions. So far, everything she did was conveying a single message—she did not want to have anything to do with him. They were so distanced from each other.
“I meant exactly what I said. Did you fail your English class?” Heather was relentless in her provoking. She continued working as she spoke, handling business on one hand while dealing with Matthias on the other.
Heather knew that if she ignored Matthias now, he would do something even more out of line. She did not want to waste her time; as long as Matthias did not interfere with her work, she would just pretend she was watching a clown show.
Matthias furiously rushed in front of Heather. He was extremely annoyed to see her still going about her work, as if nothing was happening. Her attitude throughout their whole argument was so infuriating that he hated her to the very core.
Matthias really wanted to snatch the documents away from Heather and tear them all to pieces, but his upbringing stopped him. Moreover, he was a proper man, so he refused to act like a shrew.
“Heather, I came here today to apologize to you. I can’t believe you’re giving me this horrible attitude.” To Heather, Matthias was trying to accuse her of being the bad guy when he was the one who had wronged her. No matter how nice she was, she could no longer keep her calm under his relentless taunts.
“True, my attitude is indeed horrible. I am unable to cater to you, the great Director Locke.” Heather tried her best to suppress her urge to choke the guy. The smile plastered on her face was already starting to distort as her hatred for him grew.
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