Stealing Your Heart

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 701

Guan Jing shut the door behind him when he exited the office. The color drained from his face when he saw the number on the note.

He did not need to investigate to guess who was behind it.

“Mr. Guan,” hailed the secretary as she walked out of the pantry.

Guan Jing was jolted out of his senses as he was unaware of anyone’s presence.

“Don’t jump out of nowhere like that!”

“You’re the one who’s jumping out of nowhere. What are you so engrossed with?” asked the secretary as she eyed the piece of paper he had in his hand.

He responded by shielding it from view. “It’s none of your business. Get back to work.”

She shot him a look. “Not like I’m that interested. From the looks of it, I’d figure it’s nothing good.”

Guan Jing held a hand to his face. “Do I look terrible?”

The woman gave him the cold shoulder and took her mug back to her desk.

Neither did he press her for an answer as he turned in the direction of the elevator. After he looked over his shoulder to check his surroundings, he darted into the stairwell, pulled out his phone, and made a call.

His face darkened when no one picked up initially. So he kept at it.

The line got through on the third attempt.

tone, “What exactly do

wasn’t with me; I’m swimming now.” Wrapped in a white towel, Gu Huiyuan stroked her thigh as she lazed on the

gritted his teeth. “Do you

have no idea, unless you are referring to the messages that were sent to your boss’s wife. So I confess that it was me. What are you

“Stop this!”

meet me at the Grand Hyatt and I’ll

cut her off

do that then you’ll have to help me keep tabs on your boss’s daily movements. With his wife so far

Guan Jing bellowed. “What is it that

I want?” She sneered before she said coldly, “He killed my father and put my brother behind bars. What do you

got exactly

of dumping me right after you’ve zipped up your

“You set me up…”

only your face. If I were to market it to some porn site or news outlet, not only could

face turned pallid as he fought the violent urge to strangle this

and that he would end up sleeping with her.

Zong Jinghao himself, but when she could not find the

as an alternative but decided against it as she observed that neither were convenient marks

end, she set her sights on

Jing softened his tone,

in response, “Why? Are

fingers tightened around the phone inside his palm. “Quit yapping.

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