Chapter 3 Unqualified for Questioning

Despite her intense dizziness, Caroline managed to grab the signed contract from the coffee table before making her escape.

Rushing out, she collided with a tall figure – a familiarly handsome and sinister face.

Tears filled Caroline’s eyes as she struggled, thrusting the contract into Evan’s arms.

Though she held onto Evan’s clothes, she slid down weakly.

In a hoarse voice, Caroline murmured, “Evan, I got the contract signed. Remember the 70,000 dollars commission…”

Evan caught her before she fell. Just then, Henry emerged from the suite.

Seeing Evan carrying Caroline, Henry demanded, “Give me that woman!”

Evan’s cold demeanor intensified upon hearing Henry’s demand.

Reuben, who followed closely behind, immediately intervened. He sternly warned Henry, “Monsieur Devereaux, she is Mr. Jordan’s woman. How dare you lay hands on her?”

Henry’s mind was clouded, and his next words were filled with anger. “How is that possible? Then why did she come to meet me alone?”

Reuben meaningfully reminded him, “Do you think it’s a coincidence that Mr. Jordan is here?”

fishbone was stuck in his throat, when he realized the truth

*

the black Maybach, Caroline lay on Evan’s lap. She panted and murmured incoherently

her had taken its toll, evident by her

was dimly lit, and Evan’s dark eyes betrayed no emotion, but his jaw

took Caroline’s small hands in his large palm and ordered coldly, “Tell the project department to stop funding our collaboration with Henry until

just the beginning. Mr. Jordan wouldn’t let Henry get off this

like Caroline, he had immediately sent Reuben to

help but sigh silently. It was clear

a trembling voice,

clung tightly to Evan’s

embarrassed as he saw her sweaty forehead and

eyes narrowed as he assessed Caroline’s condition. He ordered Reuben to stop the car and

complied. After pulling the car over, he quickly exited and walked more

the car, Evan’s

carefully sat her up on his lap, supporting her back with one arm while his other hand gently cradled her head. His icy

*

groggy

the room, trying to piece together how she had

voice interrupted her

previous night flooded her mind, causing her face

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