Chapter 8 Terminating the Contract Prematurely

Dr. Wilson averted his gaze and looked at Caroline. He nodded and departed.

Recognizing it was inappropriate for him to linger, Reuben tactfully made his way to the elevator and patiently waited.

The ensuing silence weighed heavily upon Caroline. She mustered the courage to speak, “Mr. Jordan…”

“What do you gain from all this?” Evan coldly interjected.

He turned away, his eyes hinting at mockery. “Do you expect my sympathy in return?”

Caroline stood there, stunned. “Mr. Jordan, I don’t understand what you mean!”

Evan lowered his gaze, peering down at Caroline, who stood a head shorter than him. His handsome face radiated an icy coldness.

His eyes, like thin ice, reflected a frigid glint as he uttered with a chilling tone, “Don’t you find your attempts to elicit sympathy and portray yourself as pitiful quite juvenile? Or perhaps you feel that what I have provided you with isn’t enough, and now you seek connections with a doctor to secure free treatment for your mother?”

Evan’s words pierced Caroline’s heart like a knife.

The pain was suffocating, almost unbearable.

She hadn’t even known about her fever, so how could she have feigned it?

It was clear now. Right from the start, she was nothing more than a crass fortune hunter in his eyes!

Caroline clenched her fists, determined to maintain composure.

forced a smile and inquired, “Mr. Jordan, what kind of response do you expect

bureaucratic reply

a step forward, his sharp

you want, then perform your job diligently. And if you dare to engage in an ambiguous relationship with another man before

Jordan, the contract terms are clear. Once the person you sought returns, the

Caroline showed her true

Evan, and in

the first time Caroline had fiercely stood up

her, his iron-like fingers gripping her chin.

eyes. After years of obedience, could her defiance truly provoke such

cold smile played on Caroline’s lips. “Thank you for the compliment,

grip. “You want to terminate the contract prematurely, don’t you? Caroline, I

Evan released

in his gaze as he forcefully pushed Caroline away and

wall, slowly sank down as tears

*

spending a few more

aging neighborhood. The house she had purchased

that remained was this dilapidated and

floor and opened the

wine bottles

herself in front of her computer.

My boss is on the verge of losing

replied. [I apologize. I’ve been occupied lately. Please give me another half

in the fashion design

Evan’s personal secretary, Caroline would also take on freelance fashion design projects during her free time

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