Ronald exuded a chill that seemed to seep into one''s bones, his eyes cold as an icy pond, casting a light that made you shiver.


    Yorick hadpletely lost it, oblivious to the danger he was in.


    "So, you''re canceling our wedding over this guy, and now you''re parading around town with him? You don''t feel ashamed, but aren''t you worried about embarrassing both the Quarrys and the Larkins?" Ste shot back, "What do the Quarry family and Larkin family'' reputations have to do with me?"


    Yorick couldn''t speak a word. His breathing, already ragged, turned fiery with indignation at Ste''s words.


    This was too much, way over the line.


    Then, the elevator dinged.


    Ronald, gripping her hand, was about to lead Ste out when Yorick grabbed his arm, "Don''t you dare leave. We''re settling this today."


    Yorick was livid. Being dumped by Ste was a blow to his ego, and he needed to know when she and Ronald had started their affair. The scene froze entirely.


    Ste looked at Yorick''s hand on Ronald''s arm, and then, without even a second to react, she heard a sound of bone fractured. Yorick let out a howl.


    Just seeing Yorick''s pained expression made Ste wince.


    Had he forgotten that time at Silk-River Residences when he saw Ronald with a gun?


    And yet, he still dared to provoke him?


    Through it all, Ronald hadn''t even let go of Ste''s hand and had subdued Yorick with his other. Disgusted, he flung Yorick''s hand away and led Ste out of the elevator, "Let''s go." Ste nced back at Yorick.


    The man who had been so confrontational moments ago was now gasping in pain, unable to focus on anything else.


    At the restaurant entrance, Orion was dumbfounded to see Ste and a man hand in hand, leaving together.


    Ste gave Orion a look and dropped a few words, "Call an ambnce."


    Orion''s brow twitched at her words.


    An Ambnce? Another fight?


    So, was this the man Ste met at Silk-River Residences? His


    screamed of a high statu


    Once


    s to en. across t


    car, and Ronald were in the


    he


    grabbing


    waist, and in a moment, Ste was


    d into his embrace.


    Ste tensed, "Ronald."


    In the cramped space, the term "Ronald" carried an unexpected intimacy.


    His warm breath brushed against her neck, "Why telling his assistant Xoan ambnce? You feel sorry


    for him?"


    Ste rified, "No."


    Sorry for Yorick? Not a chance.


    Ronald''s grip on her waist tightened, "Really?"


    Ste said, "Really, you have to believe me."


    As she spoke, she tried to put some distance between them; it was too close.


    Especially his breath on her neck, it stirred something unfamiliar within her.


    But in his embrace, tight as iron bands, she had nowhere to run.


    "Ronald, you..."


    Ronald asked, "What is it?"


    Ste uttered, "I''m not a kid anymore."


    She emphasized again.


    Ronald replied, "So, I can''t hug you anymore?"


    His tone was noticeably cooler as he said this piece, making Ste''s heart skip a beat.