In that very moment, the door swung open, not a single knock to be heard. And there, standing before us, was my assistant from earlier. With deliberate steps, she approached, her eyes shooting daggers in my direction. It was clear from her demeanor that she had some kind of connection to Benjamin, for she didn't even bother to knock before barging into her boss's office.
Any employee who dared to do such a thing would be considered quite audacious. However, she seemed to exude an air of confidence in her appearance. My curiosity piqued, I turned to observe Benjamin's reaction only to find him completely engrossed in his phone, paying her no mind whatsoever. His lack of acknowledgment left me utterly astonished.
"Ophelia, it seems you owe my fiancée an apology," Benjamin's voice cut through the air. As his gaze finally lifted to meet hers, a chilling aura emanated from him, causing a shiver to run down my spine.
"What do you want me to say to this woman? You expect me to apologize after she hit me. Well, I can't do that. She can go to hell for all I care." With a snort of disdain, she shot me another piercing glare before continuing, "She's not even half as stunning as I am. Why on earth would you want to marry her when I've made it clear that we were destined to be together?"
"Hahaha…" I couldn't help but burst into laughter at her words. It caught me off guard because deep down, I found her to be even more foolish than I am.
"So you actually poured your heart out to a man who doesn't even fancy you? You're a real piece of work," I said, laughter mingling with my words. Despite the anger that had once consumed me, I couldn't help but find the situation comical now that I knew her actions were stemmed from jealousy.
"Just shut up, you're nothing but a meddling interloper," she spat, her teeth clenched in anger. The venom in her words echoed through the room but I refused to let her dismiss me so easily.
"An intruder who stole his heart, huh?" I teased, flashing a playful wink in her direction. As I turned to Benjamin, I couldn't resist the impulse to peck his cheeks. The touch of his velvety skin sent a surge of excitement through me, my heart pounding in response. It was a small gesture, but it took every ounce of courage I had. I couldn't help but wonder where that newfound boldness came from.
Lost in my own reverie, I was abruptly pulled back to reality by Ophelia's menacing growl. Her warning snapped my attention towards her. "You really think he's into you? His mother would never approve. From what I can tell, you don't come from a prominent family like mine. You're a definite no-no in their eyes." Her words stung, casting doubt on the possibility of a future with him.
Before I could utter a word, Benjamin's voice sliced through the air interrupting me. "You come from a prominent family?" He chuckled, his tone laced with amusement. "Well, let me make something clear. Tell your father that Lyon Enterprise will no longer be a shareholder in his company. And as we both know, by tomorrow, your father's company will be bankrupt." His words hung in the air, a chilling reminder of the power and influence he held over her family's fortunes.
"What! You can't do that to us just because of her. Our families have been close friends for ages," she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and fear. A sudden pallor washed over her face, draining the color from her cheeks.
"This is a serious warning. You cannot disrespect my woman and think you can walk away unscathed. Get out of my office before I have to say it again." The intensity in his voice sent chills down my spine as his tone turned as cold as ice. I had never witnessed him this angry before, and in this state, I couldn't help but fear the consequences of his wrath.
Ophelia could see it in his eyes - the unwavering determination behind his words. She left, her face drained of color, without even a hint of resistance. It was clear that he meant every word he said. The audacity of his plan struck me. He actually intended to bring her father's company to its knees all because of a few words she had spoken to me. I couldn't help but question the seriousness of his intentions. Was this guy for real?
I wanted to stand up for her, but truth be told, I wasn't that innocent at all. She brought this upon herself and now she's got to face the music.
"You can get down now," he murmured, his voice carrying a gentle undertone. "I have pressing matters to attend to." His words were softer than before, revealing a side of him rarely seen.
"Yeah, I'm on it," I muttered, instantly feeling a wave of awkwardness wash over me. The whole situation felt uncomfortable because I had agreed to do this just to make someone else feel bad. It struck me how petty this guy could be.
As I descended, I cautiously took a step forward, only to be met with a sudden jolt of pain shooting through my ankle. My knee collided with something unexpectedly soft beneath his pants, causing a sharp sensation to ripple through my body.
In that moment, my heart seemed to freeze within my chest as I swiftly pulled back my knee. My gaze locked onto Benjamin, his expression cloaked in an enigmatic look, sending a wave of unease through my entire body . I couldn't decipher its meaning and a sense of fear gripped me, as if the balance of my existence hung in the air.
My heart raced with fear as Benjamin's words echoed in the room. "That's it, Emila," he spat, his grip on my hands tightening as he forcefully pulled me towards another chamber within his office. The weight of his actions bore down on me, a menacing promise of what he believed he was capable of.