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deliberately bullied her
Zoe Bell didn’t expect him to ask that. Her head spun, her pupils dilated slightly, while William Hale straightened his body, his gaze evaluating, making her wish she could just find a crack in the ground to slip
into.
“I don’t know who it was, I didn’t see the face clearly,”
Zoe insisted.
“Really?”
When William Hale stared at her intently, the pressure was so great that Zoe felt all her little schemes were impossible to hide in his presence.
Her heart beat wildly, like drums in turmoil, and she stubbornly nodded, “I really didn’t see clearly.”
“Then do you remember what you dreamed about last night?”
What else could it be!
A spring dream.
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Zoe was too embarrassed to say it out loud and spoke evasively, “I can’t remember that either.”
“So you don’t remember what you did to me?”
“I don’t remember!” She decided to feign ignorance to the end.
“It seems I’ll need to help you recall…” As he spoke, he leaned over slightly, his chin almost resting on her
neck.
She could distinctly feel his lips touch down.
Warm,
Soft,
Zoe’s body stiffened, anxiety coursing through her.
That sensation, as though neither her breathing nor
her heartbeat was within her control.
The moment he opened his mouth, she felt something
close around her neck…
Instinctively holding her breath, her fingers clenched
the fabric at his waist.
He didn’t bite hard, just nipped gently at the soft flesh on her neck.
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The tingling that ensued made her legs go weak.
“I thought you dreamed about me last night,” he
mused.
His voice trailed off, his lips curling into a meaningful
smile.
Zoe wasn’t foolish.
This wasn’t how he usually spoke.
This tone clearly had a hint of naughtiness as if he was deliberately teasing her.
She tried to push him away, but her one free wrist remained in his grasp, unrelenting. His gaze drifted downward, noticing his shirt, crumpled by her tugging, “Mrs. Hale, your clothing isn’t sorted out yet.”
Zoe gritted her teeth, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and yanked at it in exasperation, “It’s sorted now.”
She was up in arms, but William Hale stopped teasing
her.
Because,
Zac Cruz knocked and entered.
He carried a stack of files and even brought William
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Hale’s laptop, sensing the delicate atmosphere in the room and inwardly cursing his bad timing.
Did he come at the wrong moment?
His hard–earned bonus might just fly away.
At that moment, a nurse knocked on the door, reminding Zoe to go for a check–up. Staying in a VIP hospital room meant that she not only had a fast track for her check–ups but also had medical staff
accompanying her.
“After the examination, you’ll need to continue with the IV infusion this morning” said the nurse.
“I’ve arranged a leg CT for you, since we’re at the hospital, might as well get it checked.” William Hale explained, “Shall I accompany you?”
“No need, you’re busy.”
At that moment, Zoe couldn’t wait to be as far away from him as possible.
They weren’t close before, and she always thought of him as an unapproachable, cold, and dangerous snow–capped mountain.
After all, when a snow–capped mountain collapses, no
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one is spared.
But slowly, she discovered that William Hale wasn’t so bad, and today she realized another facet of him:
He had a mischievous streak!
She vaguely remembered a time she had visited the Stone Family, and heard Ethan Stone say:
An utterly upright person finds it very hard to survive in the business world. Those who make a name for themselves, who doesn’t use some tactics? Even with power and family protection, without some brains and tricks, you would be devoured, leaving nothing behind.
Those in the business world all have hardened hearts and ruthless hands, there’s not a single good one.
Ethan Stone thought his son, Brandon Stone, didn’t have the brains for business and was giving him a piece
of advice.
Back then, Zoe thought his words were too absolute.
Thinking about it now…
It actually made some sense.
After all, William’s image in her mind had completely
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changed from before.
He had become more three–dimensional and vivid, and more like a real person.
After Zoe left, Zac sorted the documents and reported the urgent matters one by one, but he found his boss sitting on the sofa with a document in one hand and his chin propped in the other, his fingertips caressing the corner of his lips.
It seemed…
He was savoring something!
My dear dad, we’re working here, please focus on your job.
He noticed that William’s shirt was somewhat wrinkled and asked in a low voice, “Sir, do you want me to help you change your shirt?”
William was very particular and paid attention to detail; his shirts were always ironed to perfection.
“No need, just leave it, I don’t have any appointments this morning, whatever I wear doesn’t matter.”
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Zac was inwardly amazed:
How had this man become so moody after getting married, let alone stop caring about the details?
Zoe hadn’t planned to do a check–up, but she didn’t want to stay in the same room with a certain someone. Using the check–up as an excuse, she went out to hide and bumped into Wyatt, who was carrying a thermal
mug.
He wasn’t busy either and didn’t want to stay with his brother, so he simply accompanied her to the
check–up.
As they chatted casually, Zoe asked nonchalantly, “Has your brother always been this busy?”
“Yeah, we don’t live together usually, so it’s pretty hard
to see him.”
“Doesn’t he have someone to help him?”
From what Zoe remembered, she had never heard of any uncles or brothers within the Hale Group.
Because Brandon once said:
Mr. Hale is very capable, and he managed to drive all
the relatives out of the company.
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Wyatt continued, “Nobody in my family wants to join the family company.”
“My dad started his own pharmaceutical company. My second uncle had helped my grandfather manage the business, but when my elder brother joined the
company, he retired early. My younger uncle is even less willing to get involved.”
Zoe was taken aback, “So your second uncle’s son didn’t join either?”
“They just went to the company to hang around for a few months when they needed an internship
certificate in college,” Wyatt huffed.
Those two cousins had loitered around the company eating and drinking, effectively blocking his path, so that when he wanted an internship certificate during the summer, his brother wouldn’t allow anyone to stamp it for him.
“Aren’t people usually fighting tooth and nail for power and profit?” Zoe inquired.
Wyatt opened his thermal mug and took a sip of warm water, pretending to be profound:
“Our family
familu mambara onah hava a amall chare in the
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company, just a small share. My brother has a bit more. When I came of age, Grandpa also gave me a little
stake.”
“Isn’t it nicer to enjoy life at home and just wait for the money?”
“No matter how much money you have, you can’t have more than three meals a day.”
“I don’t have the head for business anyway. If I were managing the company, I’d run it into the ground
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