"You expect me to stay at home and do nothing? I might as well go to work!" Emma Hart exclaimed, her frustration palpable.
Work, always work—she seemed unable to live without it!
"You are not going!" Damien Sterling interjected sharply.
"So, it was you who had Sophia Greenwood tell me I couldn't come to the office? Was this sneaky move also your doing?" Emma stood up, hands on hips in a gesture that seemed to underscore her indignation.
Emma, head held high, appeared to be waiting for Damien's response. Observing her, her face slightly flushed with anger, it seemed she was the one who had become infuriated first.
"Emma Hart, dare to set foot in the company and see what happens!" Damien's large eyes glinted with undeniable rage. Despite his anger, his features remained strikingly handsome—an infuriating fact indeed. It was as if the creator had spent extra care crafting him.
