CHAPTER 519: CHAPTER 246 I AM KAY FORREST’S WOMAN, YOU BETTER NOT BE IMPULSIVE_3

"Why else would you be so suspicious?

Kay Forrest is my boyfriend, and as his girlfriend, it’s only right for me to answer his calls.

What right does Director Moore have to stop me?"

Nolan Moore didn’t say another word; he just threw her phone out the window.

"Because I’m your boss."

Jane Quinlan’s mind exploded, and she yelled angrily, "Nolan, are you sick?

Just because you’re a boss, you think you can control everything, even us going to the toilet?

You think you’re the emperor or something?"

Nolan Moore smirked, see that? The fox’s tail is showing.

Pretending all day, you can’t keep up the act any longer, can you?

"You have two choices; first, shut up.

Second, get out of the car now and be immediately removed from Skyward Group."

Jane Quinlan gritted her teeth: "Nolan Moore, why are you targeting me?

Tell me the truth, are you gay? Are you secretly in love with Kay Forrest?

If you see me as a love rival, I advise you to stop dreaming.

As long as Kay Forrest doesn’t let go of my hand, I won’t abandon him."

She had been pondering it all the way.

And yet someone sent by Kay Forrest was targeting her like this.

This was the only explanation she could think of.

Nolan Moore pressed hard on the gas and pulled over to the side of the road.

Jane’s body lurched forward, luckily she was wearing a seatbelt, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Until the car came to a halt, Jane was still in shock.

This man, he must be crazy.

Or...

She turned her head and glared at him furiously.

Seeing his comfortable... yes, comfortable gaze, she felt vaguely that she might have guessed right.

Just as she was thinking how she could possibly have encountered a heterosexual love rival.

Nolan Moore had already unbuckled his seatbelt.

Jane felt a wave of anxiety. Is he going to hit her?

Now that his true face has been exposed, is he planning to kill her and dispose of the body?

Jane stuttered, "What... what do you want to do?

Everyone in the company knows I came out with you... ah..."

Before she could finish, he had already leaned over and pinned her on the passenger seat.

At this moment, their faces were only a centimeter apart.

Just a slight move, and she could immediately kiss his lips.

For Jane Quinlan, this was definitely not a safe distance.

Jane’s mind raced, she didn’t dare move, her gaze fixed on him.

He smirked and leaned his head slightly towards her ear: "Do you want me to prove it to you with actions that I’m interested in women?"

Jane’s heart tightened, she guessed wrong, but does he need to scare her like this?

"Nolan Moore, I am Kay Forrest’s woman, you better not act rashly."

"Heh, what’s that matter, I don’t mind sharing a woman with him."

"I don’t want to serve two husbands," Jane looked at him coldly.

Nolan Moore smirked, returned to his position, buckled up the seatbelt, and drove off.

"I just wanted to tell you that if you continue to suspect that I have feelings for a person like Kay Forrest.

I don’t mind getting with you to prove my innocence."

Jane Quinlan gritted her teeth: "But you didn’t have to throw my phone away.

All my contact numbers were in there.

I can’t even remember my own number."

Nolan Moore smirked: "You brought this on yourself."

"I brought this on myself?" Jane Quinlan raised her hand to her nose.

She really had rotten luck for eight generations.

Kay Forrest has gone mad, how could he find such a lunatic to manage the newspaper.

Today’s so-called drinking party with Nolan Moore turned out to be him drinking with a bunch of old friends.

Seeing he brought a woman, the group teased him in turns.

Initially, Jane wanted to leave, but when Nolan Moore asked her to distribute her business card, she immediately refocused on work.

During the dinner that followed, Nolan Moore had her introduce the history of the newspaper to the people present.

If it hadn’t been for her not being new to the company, coupled with her passion for the job,

she might have been baffled by his sudden questioning.

And her behavior was clearly to Nolan Moore’s liking.

After discussing work matters, Nolan Moore urged everyone to invest more in the newspaper.

Resources should be shared among everyone.

Jane Quinlan quietly sat on the side, eating her meal.

In her mind, she wondered when the drinking party would finally end.

She hoped nothing untoward would happen.

Just as she thought this, a senior executive beside her raised his glass and invited her to drink.

Jane Quinlan stood up, bowed respectfully, and waved her hand: "Sorry, it’s not that I don’t want to drink with you; it’s just that I really can’t handle my liquor, I dare not drink recklessly."

"Oh, this young lady, you really don’t give me any face.

Is it because I’m not as young and handsome as your Director Moore that you disdain to drink this glass with me?"

Indeed, it wasn’t that she despised drinking, but it had nothing to do with Nolan Moore.

"I really can’t handle my liquor."

"Then just take a sip for the gesture, because if you don’t drink this, I definitely won’t agree."

She turned and looked helplessly towards Nolan Moore.

Nolan Moore smiled slightly: "What’s the matter, if you really don’t want to drink, you can drag your boyfriend into this.

Just mention who your boyfriend is, and no one would dare to disrespect you."

Jane Quinlan felt a wave of irritation; this guy was always targeting Kay Forrest.

Did Kay Forrest sending him to the newspaper somehow obstruct his career progression?

Why else would he be so hostile towards him?

She picked up the glass and gulped down a large cup of baijiu in one go.

Even if it killed her, she wouldn’t tarnish Kay Forrest’s reputation in public.

She didn’t want people to think she was a woman who depended on her boyfriend.

Seeing the way she drank, even Nolan Moore couldn’t help but frown.

This woman must be crazy.

With the first glass comes a second and a third...

By the time Jane Quinlan reached her fifth glass, her mind was already foggy.

As the sixth person approached her to drink, she swayed and raised her glass.

"Come on, drink."

Right as she was about to tip her head back and down it, Nolan Moore stood up and snatched her glass away.

"Alright, let’s stop here for today.

Everyone, this concludes today’s party. Thank you for participating in this gathering I organized.

I will visit each of you another time."

Seeing that Nolan Moore was annoyed, everyone knew better than to stay.

After all, they were all ’old friends’; they tactfully left.

Nolan Moore stepped forward to help her: "Come on, I’ll take you back."

Jane Quinlan shook off his hand: "Don’t... don’t touch me."

She burped: "Don’t think I’m drunk. My steps may be a bit unsteady, but my mind is... clear.

I’m off work now, so leave me alone."

Jane Quinlan then staggered towards the door of the room.

But after just a couple of steps, she stumbled and fell forward to the ground.

Nolan Moore tried to help her up, but all she did was madly shove him: "Back off, don’t touch me, don’t you touch me!"

Nolan Moore quickly raised his hands: "Okay, okay, I won’t touch you, stop shouting.

You’ve fallen down, let me help you up."

"No, I don’t need your kind of help, I can do it myself, I can," she groped around trying to stand, swaying even more, and her head growing dizzier.

Honestly, she was really disoriented now.

When her hand touched the door frame, she fell directly to the ground again.

Nolan Moore stepped forward to help her up, and seeing her faint, he was momentarily shocked.

He held her in his arms, her body limp like a weightless doll.

"Jane Quinlan, Jane Quinlan, wake up."

He was frightened, never expecting that she would drink so recklessly.

He bent down intending to carry her.

But a drunk person’s body is like without any bones, too soft to be lifted easily.

He grabbed her arms, pulled her onto his back, opened the door, and ran towards the exit.

While running, he said: "Jane Quinlan, stay alert, Jane Quinlan, wake up."

Just as he got to the exit with the help of the staff, someone rushed up and snatched Jane Quinlan from his side.

He looked closely, and it was Kay Forrest; he had actually found his way here.

It seemed that this woman was indeed very important to him.