As soon as the question left my mouth, I regretted it.
Because Killian suddenly moved close to me with a blank expression, his deep, dark pupils reflecting my stunned face.
His breath, warm and fragrant, brushed against the tip of my nose: "That's because..."
His voice lowered, and he moved even closer. I instinctively shrank back.
He suddenly burst out laughing, his expression returning to the previous pitiful look. He blinked and lifted his face: "Then you kiss me back."
The tone made it sound like I was the one taking advantage.
I rolled my eyes and pressed my hand onto his bruised spot: "Stop being flirtatious."
"Ow!"
A pig-like scream echoed from the CEO's office.
The image of the cold, aloof CEO shattered into pieces.
The whole day, I just followed behind Killian.
So tired. Being a working person is exhausting.
And then, there was a dinner meeting.
With Killian's pleading look, I sighed and followed him obediently.
The discussion with the partner went very smoothly. Amidst the clinking of glasses, the lights fell on Killian's handsome face, making him look ridiculously good-looking.
The only odd thing was, the partner kept calling me "Mrs. Schwartz," and no matter how many times I corrected them, it didn't work.
Just when we were enjoying ourselves, the door suddenly swung open.
Lorena Jimenez barged in with a pile of documents, her innocent doe-like eyes wide.
Killian quickly stepped aside and pulled the partner in front of him, shielding himself.
As a result, Lorena Jimenez fell flat on the ground and into the partner's arms.
The partner, a man in his twenties, had been frowning, but when he looked at Lorena Jimenez's panicked expression, his gaze suddenly changed.
Lorena Jimenez hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Honestly, the way she smoothly slid into the partner's arms made it hard to believe this was an accident.
But the partner, who had been so sharp and competent just moments ago, now seemed like a completely different person. He wrapped his arms around Lorena Jimenez, his voice low and deep: "Honey, you're asking for trouble."
Killian couldn't hold back and let out a dry heave.
Lorena Jimenez hurriedly pulled away from the partner's arms: "I... I was just here to deliver some documents. Don't do this."
She looked at Killian with a wronged expression.
Killian, looking stern, said: "Sir, please show some respect. This is one of my employees."
"Name a price. I'll take her." Mr. Schneider spoke confidently, his gaze never leaving Lorena Jimenez.
Killian rubbed his hands together: "If you fire her without cause, you'll have to pay severance, or you could just poach her and let her quit on her own."
He clearly sounded like a capitalist.
Lorena Jimenez was trembling with anger: "Mr. Schwartz, you're insulting my dignity!"
Killian was stunned: "Think about it, how many of my collaborations have you almost ruined?"
"With your capabilities, someone even wants to poach you? That's already a blessing from your ancestors." Killian continued, growing more pitiful: "Why don't you know when to stop?"
Killian was probably the first "CEO" to tell the female lead she didn't know when to stop.
In contrast, Mr. Schneider was much more composed. His words were classic: "I think this woman is quite interesting. A monthly salary of 200,000, how about it?"
Lorena Jimenez glared at Mr. Schneider: "Do you think money is everything? Does having money mean you can do whatever you want?"
Without thinking, I blurted out: "Sorry, but money really does mean you can do whatever you want. Mr. Schneider, do you still need anyone? I could... uh... uh..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Killian covered my mouth.
With my crass remark, Lorena Jimenez seemed even more pure and noble.
Mr. Schneider's gaze was practically on fire as he looked at Lorena Jimenez.
Lorena Jimenez looked at Killian with a pitiful expression.
Killian wore a "don't get involved" look, sticking closely to me.
The relationship dynamics were too complicated. Just as I was about to observe further, I suddenly noticed a line of text floating above Lorena Jimenez's head:
"Anomaly detected. There is one last chance for reset. Would you like to reset?"
Before I could react, Lorena Jimenez had already selected "Yes."
The next moment, everything spun.
When I came to my senses, I was holding a cloth, wiping down the stair railing.
The door was pushed open.
It was as if we had returned to the day when Killian brought Lorena Jimenez to the villa for the first time.
