Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 1251 - 1248: If You Can Fight, Don’t Waste Words!

...The 188th floor, the CEO’s office is dead silent.

Everyone’s nerves are tense, the meeting that started early has continued unabated for two straight hours.

Normally, meetings would include a break after an hour.

Today, however...

Judging by the boss’s attitude, there’s no sign of stopping anytime soon!

Suddenly, the CEO’s office door is knocked: "Knock knock—"

Harry North risks it all, interrupting this lord’s meeting for the first time.

He faces the threat of being dispatched to Africa to meet a dire fate, and nervously says, "Sir, Madam is here to see you..."

"Let her go!" Is this a place for a woman!

Madam? Everyone catches onto something important and sneaks glances towards the door, hoping to catch a glimpse of the lady Harry’s referring to.

Oh my, what kind of woman could possibly handle such a cold, unapproachable man like the boss!

Everyone is extremely curious about what Eva Nightingale looks like, but they don’t dare to look openly.

"Lucas Knight, I want to see you." She boldly pushes open the door to the CEO’s office.

Everyone thinks to themselves: Woman, you’re doomed!

Do you know what happens when you disrupt the boss’s meeting? If he were a regular boss, it might be forgivable, but their boss is far from ordinary.

This boss is elusive, barely ever seen for many years!

When he holds a meeting, it’s as serious as an international summit—he seems to bring his presidential status into the company.

"Get out." As expected, the next second the boss coldly orders the intruder out.

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief, fearing they too will be punished, hurriedly sitting upright.

This action further angers Lucas Knight, whose gaze shoots daggers at them: "I told you all to get out."

Did you not hear?

Or is there something wrong with their ears?

Perhaps he wasn’t straightforward enough?

Everyone: "..." pauses for a moment.

Lucas Knight exhausts all patience, but mindful of certain someone’s presence, his tone softens and becomes more amiable, "Meeting adjourned, I said get out?"

Adjournment!!

These two words rush into their ears like light speed, and they instantly get up to leave.

Adjournment—they dream of this, really!

They dream of escaping this dreaded place, afraid that lingering a second longer might offend the boss, resulting in punishment with documents, unable to complete them leading to pay deductions, how miserable.

Madam, you’re truly a living saint, their savior!

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts a thousand times!

...

The CEO’s office suddenly falls quiet.

Lucas Knight is still at his desk, turning to look at the motionless woman at the door.

Her gaze seems filled with reproach.

"What’s wrong, did I scare you just now?" He’s shed the anger from earlier, no longer frightening, more like a husband doting on his beloved wife.

"Lucas Knight, what do you mean by that?" Eva Nightingale finally moves, entering and unceremoniously kicking his leg, "Are you a jerk? You promised to love me with your life, and now all that’s left is neglect?"

Her three years in Eastern Europe have fostered a straightforward personality.

True to the Bennett Organization’s trait: actions speak louder than words.

She’s furious, even against the President, she kicks him wearing high heels.

Her force is not light.

He frowns immediately, not angry, grabbing her into his embrace.

The next second he smirks, not angry but amused, "What, did you miss me?"