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"Assistant, pour me a cup of coffee."
Luke Dunphy didn’t even lift his eyelids, his long fingers tapping away at the keyboard. He was dressed in a deep gray tailored suit today, which made him appear even more cold and distant.
I stood still, "The coffee is right next to you, President."
Only then did he glance up, his gaze icy, "I want a new one."
Really... I took a deep breath and turned to get the coffee. It was only morning, and this was already the seventh cup.
Clearly, he was just messing with me.
As I reached the break room, I overheard whispers behind me.
"Isn't that the president's new flame?"
"Pfft, just a little star throwing herself at him."
"Apparently, they met at a party."
"Tsk, someone who climbs the ladder by relying on men..."
With a crash, the coffee cup shattered.
I turned around to see the woman who had been gossiping clutching her burned wrist, screaming, "You did that on purpose!"
"Did I?" I smiled lightly. "Do you need to go to the infirmary? Maybe ask Dr. Larry about the birth control pills you got from him last week—who were they for?"
Her face went pale instantly.
I returned to the office with a new cup of coffee only to find a glamorous woman sitting on Luke Dunphy's desk.
"Luke, your new assistant..." She frowned at me. "Doesn’t seem quite suitable, does she?"
Lynette Scavo. The daughter of the second-largest shareholder of Imperial Court Group and Luke Dunphy’s fiancée.
Hearing her affectionate "Luke," an inexplicable irritation welled up inside me.
But Luke Dunphy suddenly grasped my wrist and pulled me closer. "This is my personal assistant. What’s unsuitable about her?"
"But..."
"Enough," he interrupted her impatiently. "Didn't you say you had something urgent?"
Lynette Scavo bit her lip. "Next week is Grandpa's eightieth birthday. He wants to see you."
"Have the PR department prepare a gift."
"Luke!" She was getting anxious. "You promised you would..."
"Assistant, show her out."
I stifled a laugh as I escorted her out, only to turn around and meet Luke Dunphy's knowing gaze.
"Quite capable, aren't you? Even know when others are on birth control."
"You seem to care about gossip too?"
He chuckled lightly and walked over to me.
The height difference made him look down at me almost condescendingly. "And you, throwing coffee just because someone is talking behind your back?"
I raised my chin defiantly. "Well, you weren't planning on paying me anyway."
"Who said that?" He suddenly leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. "I'll pay you at the end of the month, whatever amount you want."
My ears instantly flushed, and I hurriedly stepped back, bumping into the filing cabinet behind me.
His hand braced against the wall beside my ear, trapping me in the small space.
"As long as..." he narrowed his eyes, "you tell me why you're going to see Larry Fower for medication."
"What does it have to do with you?" I instinctively retorted.
"Of course it concerns me." His voice turned icy.
"Do you think those inferior Inhibitors were given to you by Larry Fower? Would you dare take medication from him?"
I was taken aback.
The medication that had kept me alive until now was actually given by Dr. Larry?
But why would he help me?
Luke Dunphy observed my expression and sneered.
"It seems you still don't know? Well, someone like you is the easiest to sell out and then help count the money."
"Dr. Larry isn't that kind of person!"
"Oh? Then tell me, what kind of person is he?"
He suddenly grasped my chin. "How long have you known him? Do you know his true identity?"
I was at a loss for words.
Indeed, I knew nothing about Larry Fower. All I knew was that he was the attending physician at the hospital, and he was the one who helped me every time I went for a follow-up.
"Don't know?" Luke Dunphy's thumb brushed against the corner of my lips. "Then let me tell you, he is..."
Before he could finish, the office door swung open.
"Luke, there's a meeting..." Larry Fower's voice abruptly cut off.
The air seemed to freeze.
I pushed Luke Dunphy away and saw Larry Fower standing at the door, his expression inscrutable.
"Doctor Larry..."
"I'm sorry," he smiled gently, still warm, "I didn't mean to interrupt."
But Luke Dunphy pulled me back into his embrace. "Not an interruption; we were just talking about you."
I felt his tightening arms, the grip strong enough to almost crush me into his bones.
What was up with this man? Why was he acting so strangely?
Larry Fower's gaze shifted between us before finally settling on Luke Dunphy. "Luke, about that medication..."
"My person, I'll handle it," Luke Dunphy interrupted coldly. "You'd better remember your place."
Larry Fower fell silent for a moment before turning to leave.
"You two..." I struggled to ask, "What is your relationship?"
He looked down at me, his eyes unfathomable. "Are you concerned?"
"Who cares!"
"Is that so?" He suddenly leaned closer, almost about to kiss me. "Then let me share a secret with you..."
I nervously shut my eyes but heard him whisper in my ear, "Tonight is a full moon; don't think about escaping."
When I opened my eyes and met his teasing gaze, I realized I had been played again.
What a jerk!
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