<h4>Chapter 594: Chapter 593: Dominated by an Inexplicable Sense of Fear</h4>


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    After Cody left.


    As soon as the office door closed, Ashton Heath lowered his head and tried to kiss Joanna again.


    His burning lips pressed down, but they only kissed the back of her hand.


    He frowned in dissatisfaction.


    Joanna raised her head and red at him. She moved her hand away and pushed his approaching face, "Don’t you want to see what gift I bought for you first?"


    Ashton’s dark eyes fell on her still slightly swollen, tender lips, and the seductive sheen on her lips made his eyes darken. He really wanted to tell her honestly that at this moment, he wanted to taste her sweet lips more than he cared about any gift.


    "Hmm, what did you get me?"


    But before he could say it outright, he suppressed the desire in his heart and asked cooperatively.


    Joanna didn’t speak. She took him by the hand and led him to the coffee table, where she took a shirt and tie from a bag.


    "Here." Joanna’s eyes held a hint of expectation as she observed his expression. "Cody’s build is simr to yours. I had him try it on, so the size should be right. You can try it on too, and if it doesn’t fit, I can return it."


    Ashton nced down at it.


    Joanna had bought him a ck shirt and a matching tie.


    He took them and looked them over but his thoughts were not really on the clothes and tie. While unbuttoning the shirt, he casually asked, "Do you think Cody and I have simr builds?"


    "Yeah." Joanna didn’t catch the veiled meaning in his words and nodded. "You’re both simrly slim, but he’s just a little bit shorter than you. But that doesn’t matter, right? People of your height can wear this size of clothing."


    Ashton nodded without any change in expression.


    He opened the shirt, his slender fingers with well-defined joints gently sliding across the dark buttons on the shirt. His tone was casual as he asked another question: "You seem to get along well with Cody?"


    At this point, Joanna hadn’t noticed anything amiss.


    She nodded honestly, "We’re not too bad. Cody has a good personality and is very patient. He apanied me shopping for so long and didn’tin at all. And when I was buying things, he gave me a lot of suggestions. I really think he’s a great guy!"


    Someone’s face finally couldn’t hold back anymore.


    Upon hearing thest sentence "I really think he’s a great guy," a touch of coldness shed through the man’s deep eyes, and he snorted coldly through his nose.


    It seemed it was time to arrange for Cody to be sent to Fronterra to mine coal.


    Outside the office.


    Cody, who was still trembling with fear, just returned to his workstation when his nose suddenly became itchy, and he sneezed several times.


    At the same time, he felt a chill run up his back and his entire body broke out in goosebumps.


    He felt as though he was being dominated by an inexplicable sense of dread.


    The ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger.


    Why did he feel like Fronterra was getting closer and closer?


    Was it an illusion caused by excessive fear?


    Inside the office.


    Just as Ashton Heath had decided on the specific date to send Cody to Fronterra to mine coal, a soft, fragrant arm wound around his neck.


    He was startled and looked down to meet a pair of soft, ck eyes. The girl’s eyes were soft and watery, shining like stars as she looked at him tenderly. She opened her mouth, her voice soft and delicate, "Ashton Heath, don’t try on the clothes after all. I suddenly feel that the size might not be suitable for you."