Nic Clinton nced at her indifferently.


    Tears welled up in her eyes, as if she would burst into tears the next second if he didn’t agree.


    But Nic Clinton was never a gentleman. If it weren’t for that man, he would never let Elena Kent get in his way.


    After a while, he said, “you’d better remember what you said. Don’t do it again.”


    There was still coldness in his words.


    He hated others scheming against him the most.


    The man’s words were full of disgust, and the expression on Elena ‘s face froze for a moment, but soon she hid her embarrassment with an awkward smile.


    “Well, Nic , don’t worry. I will never make such a mistake again.” She lowered her head and tried to make her voice soft, which showed that she was more sincere in admitting her mistake.


    Anyway, as long as she stayed in Clinton family , she believed that she could defeat Amelia Wytte.


    She would never let the poor girl, who had been reduced to a servant, ride on her head and show off.


    On the table, the dishes were all delicious.


    Nic Clinton ‘s ck eyes swept over the seat in Amelia Wytte all the time. Now there was no one there. For some reason, he suddenly lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks and was about to stand up.


    Seeing that he was about to leave, Elena asked him to stay.


    “Nic , do you like the dishes I cooked? How about I ask aunt to cook some more for you?” She pouted with worry and grievance on her face.


    During the meal, he didn’t eat any of the dishes she cooked.


    Elena felt very sad. It seemed that she had really crossed his bottom linest time when she seduced him.


    Nic Clinton nced at her aggrieved pouting face and replied calmly, “no, thanks. I’m full. I’ll go back to my study to work.”


    Then he stood up.


    The next second, he seemed to think of something and added, “don’t disturb me.”


    After saying that, he left the table and went upstairs.


    The man’s back was tall, and he didn’t give her a good look coldly.N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    Clenching her chopsticks tightly, Elena bit her lower lip and said firmly, “sooner orter, I will make you my manpletely.”


    In the study, the dim yellow light filled the whole room.


    The documents on the desk were searched over and over by Nic Clinton , but he found that he couldn’t read them at all. He always felt inexplicably irritable.


    After a long time, he stopped working.


    It was getting dark outside the window. All of a sudden, a thunder and lightning shed, followed by the sound of rain falling, and pped on the windowsill.


    Nic Clinton looked down at his watch. It was already twelve o’clock.


    In the past, Amelia Wytte would bring him coffee no matter what. Now it was already this time. It was sure that the woman might note back yet.


    He left the study and went to the woman’s room. Sure enough, she didn’te back.


    He took out his phone and called his assistant. The phone rang for a while before it was connected.


    “Boss, what can I do for you at this hour?”


    “Was Amelia Wytte still in thepany when you left?”


    “Yes, Miss Whytte didn’t leave when I left.”


    After getting the answer, Nic Clinton hung up the phone.


    As the president of the Clinton Group , he didn’t expect that there was no employee who was so busy every day. His cold expression became a little heavier. His thin lips sneered coldly, “you’d better be working, otherwise…”


    His cold words sounded threatening.


    …


    Half an hourter, the car stopped downstairs of the Clinton Group .


    It rained heavily, apanied by a frightening sound of thunder and lightning.


    In the car, Nic Clinton looked up at the building. The upper floor was dark. He took out his phone and dialed, but the phone only rang the cold voice of the female robot.


    “Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off.”


    “Great! How dare you turn off your phone!” His eyes darkened and his heart was aze with anger.


    What the hell was she doing?


    After driving the car into the parking lot of thepany, Nic Clinton went upstairs by elevator.


    Soon, the elevator door opened again.


    After he opened the door, he directly pressed the switch, but it didn’t work. It seemed that it tripped because of the damn weather.


    Everything was dark.


    Nic Clinton had to take out his phone and turned on the light.


    He lifted his thin lips and shouted at the working area, “Amelia Wytte?”


    His deep voice echoed in the air, but no one answered.


    Wasn’t she there?


    If he found out that she had done something else behind his back, he would not let her go.


    With the light on, Nic Clinton walked towards the woman’s office area step by step. He heard a faint trembling sound, and unconsciously increased his steps.


    At this moment, he vaguely heard a woman’s familiar voice, although the voice was as low as midge.


    In front of his desk, Nic Clinton saw that Amelia Wytte had disappeared for the whole night. She covered her ears tightly with her hands, her hair was trembling in a mess, and she was murmuring something that no one could hear clearly.


    He bent over and heard her murmur clearly.


    “Don’te over, go away…”


    Her voice was mixed with fear, as if she was afraid of something, and she was immersed in her own world.


    He frowned slightly and asked, “Why are you hiding under the table?”


    Suddenly, there was a loud thunder and rain outside, and frightening lightning streaked through the night sky.


    The woman hiding under the table screamed in panic, “ah, ah, go away, go away, don’t get close to me…”


    Seeing that she was about to hurt him, Nic Clinton pulled her out of the table and held her in his arms.


    The next second, the woman’s reaction was more intense.


    “Let go of me! Don’t touch me!”


    Nic Clinton ‘s face darkened. He tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms. He narrowed his ck eyes and said in a low and impatient voice, “Amelia Wytte, what tricks are you ying? I advise you not to challenge my patience again.”


    But Amelia Wytte was just immersed in its own world.


    The sound of thunder and lightning wrapped around her neck like a devil, making her almost unable to breathe.


    “No, don’t chase me, don’t…” she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip tightly. The salty and bloody smell spread in her mouth.


    However, the fear in her heart was still not reduced by half.


    The woman in his arms was trembling uncontrobly. Nic Clinton frowned and didn’t know what was wrong with her.


    When he saw her biting her lower lip, he subconsciously knocked on her jaw to prevent her from hurting herself.


    “Amelia Wytte, what the hell do you want to do?”


    Her jaw suddenly ached, and with the man’s suppressed low shout, Amelia Wytte regained its temporary consciousness. Her lips moved, “Nic Clinton , what’s wrong with you? Why are you here?”


    What the hell! He came to thepany to look for her in the heavy rain!


    Nic Clinton ‘s face darkened. He raised his eyebrows and said coldly, “I also want to know why I’m here.” After a pause, he changed the subject, “do you know what time it is now? What scheme are you ying in thepany at thiste hour?”