CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 80: TRULY KNOWS HOW TO SAVE FACE

When it was time to eat at the cafeteria.

Sophia Lowell dragged Ethan Sinclair to a secluded table.

The nearby colleagues saw this situation and weren’t surprised, feeling as if the two had already gotten together.

Zane Sterling, who was walking ahead, looked back at the two sneaky individuals and couldn’t help frowning.

What could be so secret that even he couldn’t know?

He bottled up his frustration, unable to swallow it down, and sat alone to eat.

Coincidentally, Tim Sawyer sat across from him.

"Hey, are you going to hand the boss over just like that?" Ethan gave a knowing look.

Sophia glanced in Zane’s direction, who gave her a baffling look.

She couldn’t care less about all that; the main thing now was to figure something out.

"I checked. That day I got drunk, the driver had already arrived. Why did I end up in Zane’s car?"

Ethan looked as if he was dying, casting a desperate glance at Zane.

Zane looked puzzled, as if asking: What’s going on?

Sophia secretly kicked Ethan under the table, forcing him to look at her.

"Don’t look at him!"

He swallowed hard, "I don’t dare to say."

"If you don’t say it, I’ll beat you to death."

"If I say it, the boss will beat me to death."

"I!" Sophia looked disappointed, "Fine, if you confess today, I’ll grant you one request."

"Really?"

"Really!"

Ethan smirked, "Then great!"

"Spit it out!"

Sophia impatiently gazed at him.

Ethan didn’t hold back.

"The car did show up that day, but you were already a mess, so the boss gave the driver 500 bucks to leave."

"So that’s your idea of scheming?"

"Not exactly..."

"When else?"

Sophia pressed, looking at his hesitant demeanor, she got even more irritated, "Spit it out already!"

"It was the boss who discovered Henry Quinn’s affair and purposely let you see it."

"!!"

Sophia was stunned!

Did that mean almost immediately after discovering Henry Quinn’s affair, he started designing the ring?

Or was it even earlier?

"When did he start noticing me?"

"My goodness, your mind works too fast; I’m scared I’ll die even faster," Ethan dared not speak.

Sophia stabbed her fork viciously into the dish, her piercing gaze looked as if she wished to tear Ethan apart.

They had so many secrets kept from her, not telling her!

"Speak——"

She gritted her teeth.

Some surrounding colleagues noticed the odd atmosphere.

It seemed like the two were having a spat.

Ethan finally gave in and said, "Before we both interviewed, the boss had already taken a liking to you. He made me his assistant at first just to spy on you; otherwise, there’s no way I, an intern, could become an assistant.

The Plum Blossom Gardens you rent is his doing; he only charged you half the rent. The car I helped you buy was also because he had someone drastically cut the price for you.

And..."

"Stop, stop..." she needed time to process it.

Zane occasionally glanced at them, feeling their conversation today was excessive and their expressions unusual.

Chills crept up his spine, sensing something was about to unfold.

"He liked me even before we applied?" Sophia caught the key point.

Ethan felt like dying, once again casting his gaze at Zane.

Zane watched the two of them.

Nearby, Tim Sawyer also looked at Zane, then glanced back at Ethan and Sophia.

Tim was bemused; was the boss such a gossip?

Did he really enjoy watching his subordinates fall in love?

"If you keep looking at him, I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

Sophia looked like she wouldn’t rest today without getting things straight.

"Three years ago, he lived in The S Republic for a while, do you remember?"

Three years ago, Sophia paused for a moment, as if tracing back to distant places.

Ethan hesitated and said, "That’s all I know. About his injuries, I’m completely in the dark. I swear on my wallet!"

He held up three fingers.

Sophia believed he wouldn’t lie.

"One last question."

"What question?"

Sophia seemed slightly embarrassed, "That day, did I and he..."

Ethan panicked and quickly interrupted, "God, you’re married, don’t dwell on it."

"..."

"You were all over the boss in the back seat that day; he’s a man too, you know..."

"Couldn’t you stop it?"

"You were already stripping his pants before we even got home; what could I do to stop it while driving? I got out of the car and ran..."

"Alright, shut up!"

The awkward topic between the two ended there.

Ethan hurried to eat, trying to stay as far from this terrifying woman as possible.

On the other hand, Sophia had lost her appetite.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of this man who had schemed for her for so long.

He didn’t even show it and had helped her deal with a scumbag; his motives were really deep-rooted.

She took a deep breath, looking at Zane eating not far away.

She didn’t know how to describe him.

Nor did she know how to describe her current feelings.

He always said he was the one who made the move, but today she realized she was the one who initiated it.

He certainly knew how to save face.

The cafeteria was almost empty, and Sophia casually took a few bites of her meal before leaving.

She had just stepped into the elevator when she crossed paths with a few senior members of the design department.

"Ms. Lowell, how much did your ring cost? Is it real or fake?"

Everyone was curious whether Sophia had hooked up with some rich guy.

"I’m stationed at a desk, not sitting on a boss’s lap. Where would I get that much money so quickly? At a glance, it’s a nine-yuan nine ring from a bargain site."

Sophia joked with a flirtatious wink.

The group all laughed.

The elevator descended, and after they left, Sophia swiped her card and headed to the 30th floor.

According to Ethan, they only moved here a couple of days ago.

Knock knock--

She knocked on the door of the president’s office.

No sooner had it opened than a large hand pulled her in.

A familiar scent washed over her.

"...Zane."

She pushed him hard, but she couldn’t match even a third of his strength.

His grip grew stronger.

Sophia fell onto the sofa, a shadow falling over her.

Everything she wanted to say was blocked by him.

The cold touch on her leg made her shiver slightly, feeling a bit chilly.

His sizzling breath enveloped her.

"Zane, let’s go to the bedroom..."

He looked intently, his glasses somehow already placed on the coffee table.

She never expected something like this to happen in the office.

Luckily, there were no cameras in the executive office; otherwise, it would be absolutely mortifying.

He pressed the remote control beside him, and the large floor-to-ceiling curtains slowly closed.

There was a click as the door was locked.

The storm raged outside, and inside it was just as turbulent.

...

Her face was flushed, sitting on the opposite sofa watching him.

He opened a window for ventilation.

So many questions, so much to ask.

"Are you still afraid of me?"

Zane looked at Sophia sitting on the opposite couch, holding a cup and sipping coffee.

Her face was still hot, blazing red.

Whether it was post-pleasure satisfaction or awkwardness under his gaze, she couldn’t tell.

"No, no..."

"No? Doesn’t seem like it. Bring out that domineering CEO attitude of yours from yesterday."

Thinking about how she had forced his business trip yesterday felt amusing.

After drinking, she feared nothing. When she was sober, she dared not face him.

He spent all day busy at work and busy with her at home.

Besides bickering with him, the phrase she said the most was, "Slow down..."

Engaging in a serious conversation with him truly made her a bit nervous.