CHAPTER 103: CHAPTER 103: THE SAME FRAGRANCE

"July Quinn!" Yasmin Zane was fuming, her face flushed red.

July Quinn almost let out a villainous laugh.

"You won’t be smug for long. Once my assessment is over, let’s see how you plan to stay at The Jacobs Group."

After ranting at July Quinn, Yasmin Zane turned towards Kyle Keaton’s office and yelled, "What’s the use of having a pretty face? You’re just an assistant!"

Then she took her coffee and hurried away.

July Quinn watched Yasmin Zane’s angry figure leave, a slight smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

Someone probably tried to seduce but ended up getting kicked out of the office.

Think her cheap husband is easy to seduce?

Ha...

But since this happened, July Quinn temporarily shelved the idea of resigning proactively.

Even if she wants to leave, she needs to fend off those demons and monsters with twisted thoughts about Kyle Keaton first.

After all, this is the man whom July Quinn is slightly interested in; she won’t leave even a sip of soup to those pests.

So, once inside Kyle Keaton’s office, July Quinn worked with remarkable dedication.

"Heading out to eat after work today?"

Kyle Keaton saw July Quinn leaning against his desk, tidying up files, her profile stunning, her silhouette graceful, and he blurted out the words without realizing it.

But as soon as he spoke, he regretted it a bit.

Why did he take the initiative to ask this woman out for dinner?

Could he really be falling for this treacherous woman?

No, no, no!

It’s definitely just because her figure reawakened his dormant passion.

Maybe once he possesses her, he won’t crave her anymore.

Kyle Keaton, convinced he’s just hungry for her body, never expected to be turned down.

"Not going. Busy..."

July Quinn didn’t even lift her head, projecting an air of abstinence.

"You’re refusing me?" Kyle Keaton looked incredulous.

"Why can’t I refuse you?"

After responding, July Quinn noticed the thinly veiled anger on his face.

"I need to seriously prepare for the assessment. After it’s over, I’ll properly spend time with you."

She finished and leaned in to peck Kyle Keaton’s lips.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, the kiss was evidently perfunctory, just like her ensuing words.

"Honey, wait for me!"

Kyle Keaton felt he should be angry, yet he found his mood inexplicably uplifted.

He even began pondering how they would interact once the assessment was over.

Especially during those long, endless nights...

Curiously, bizarrely looking forward to them.

But perhaps it was this anticipation that made every subsequent night particularly unbearable.

Especially every night when July Quinn roamed in and out of his room, dressed in a bathrobe.

The key point is, she carried an unusual fragrant scent on her.

Whenever they shared a space, Kyle Keaton found it impossible to concentrate on anything he was doing.

Look, at this moment, to kill time, he resorted to browsing several important proposals from Regalscape Group.

But July Quinn was typing away on her computer on the small table beside him.

The scent from her body distracted him so much he couldn’t read a single word.

Kyle Keaton, finally at wits’ end, shut his laptop and pulled the woman beside him onto the bed.

Then he held her tightly, burying his face in the nook of her neck, to take in that mesmerizing scent.

"What did you put on yourself to smell so good?"

Unlike her, he wasn’t brazenly shameless, throwing flirty lines left and right.

He could only adopt this clumsy approach, hoping the wicked woman would take the bait.

Little did he know, the bad woman replied, "The women’s shower gel from the bathroom. Use it and you’ll get the same scent."

Kyle Keaton: "..."

Why would he want to get the same scent?

He’s not a pervert!

Before he could retort, she added, "I’ve told you the secret, now let me go."

Yep, rejecting intimacy and afraid of it impacting her ascent, all clearly displayed on her face.