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.

and inquired, “Mr. Jordan, what

and bureaucratic reply fueled Evan’s

he took a step forward, his sharp

it’s money you want, then perform your job diligently. And if you dare to engage in an ambiguous relationship with another man before our relationship ends, you’d better be

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

Caroline showed

Evan, and in his eyes, she

Caroline had

her, his iron-like fingers gripping her

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

Caroline’s lips. “Thank you for the compliment, Mr.

want to terminate the contract prematurely, don’t you?

Evan

disgust in his gaze as he

sank down as tears streamed down

*

After spending a few more hours with her mother, she returned to

in an aging neighborhood. The house she had purchased for her mother earlier had been sold by her father to settle his

and cramped dwelling,

the

in the doorway, she surveyed the scattered wine bottles on the floor and

in front of her computer. Just then, a

long this time. My boss is on the verge of

apologize. I’ve been occupied lately.

buried her head in the fashion design

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

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