“Miss, are you still checking in or not?”
“That won’t be necessary anymore! Thank you so much for your time!” Sasha stuffed her identity card into her bag and marched in the opposite direction of the entrance.
The receptionist was at a loss for words since Sasha had fled the scene before she could say anything else.
Similarly, the man, who had just alighted from the car, responded with a frown and rushed over to the fleeing woman’s side.
“Darling, where do you think you’re going? I’m here to take you home!”
What the heck? Is she the wife of this seemingly filthy rich tycoon?
The onlookers stared at the duo with their eyes gleaming.
Meanwhile, Sasha couldn’t care less about the man and seemed to be irked by his presence since her face was scrunched up.
Seconds after she made it to the road, she tried to hail herself a cab, but someone wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, holding her in his arms against her will.
“Sasha, where are you going? Haven’t you heard me?”
He asked in a callous tone, indicating he was equally irked by her response.
Sasha found his question hilarious and thought her upcoming plan had nothing to do with him.
She made up her mind and turned around to confront the man, glaring at him in the eyes.
“Where else am I supposed to go apart from heading back to the company to report to my boss?”
“What?”
Sebastian’s heart skipped a beat since she had been acting aggressively.
“Haven’t I made myself clear? I have sealed the deal with the person in charge of Wells International! In other words, I have carried out your instructions!”
The woman in his arms repeated herself as if she had no intention to waste her time with him anymore.
Sebastian’s face turned pale and haggard when he caught a glimpse of the woman’s bandaged forehead.
“Darling, I—”
“No, Mr. Hayes! Stop addressing me in such an intimate manner! Take this with you since you’re here! I’m glad I won’t have to make my way to your office anymore!”
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