Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"I...I..." Stella Brown was rendered speechless by the sudden upsurge of Molly Wellington’s aura, involuntarily taking several steps back.

Fortunately, Maggie behind her supported her, preventing Stella Brown from appearing more embarrassed.

Molly Wellington looked at the two of them, her eyes flickering, with undisguised disdain in her gaze.

If in the past, she had a bit of respect for Maggie.

During the time they lived and worked together in this villa, she felt disdain for this old secretary who relied on seniority to avoid making progress.

All day long, she loved engaging in office politics, truly an experienced hand.

Even seeing that Maggie had already protected Stella Brown, Molly Wellington gave no face.

She raised an eyebrow and said, "What do you mean? Stella Brown, you malign Redington Young Master and slander other colleagues at will, this account cannot be settled just like that. You should apologize to Loyalty Group yourself; as for me... An apology won’t work. I will report this matter directly to Mr. Taylor."

Noticing Molly Wellington’s disregard for any sense of camaraderie, Maggie immediately tried to mediate.

"Secretary Wellington, let’s just let it go, Stella didn’t do it on purpose... She’s young, just easily impulsive. How about asking her to apologize to you..."

"I won’t apologize, why should I apologize!" Stella Brown was determined this time, knowing that no matter what she did, Molly Wellington wouldn’t forgive her. Having already offended Molly Wellington thoroughly, she might as well tear things apart irreparably.

Stella Brown regained her composure from her previous guilty and embarrassed state, stepping forward, chest puffed out and head held high: "Molly Wellington, it’s common knowledge that unless you do nothing, others won’t know what you’ve done. Even if you have a needle mark, it only shows you had a drip, but it doesn’t prove anything happened between you and Redington Young Master.

It’s a fact that Redington Young Master stayed in your room for three days and nights, a fact known to all of us. You were sick, and he took care of you... Hah, why don’t we see him taking care of me or anyone else when we’re sick?"

Stella Brown indeed hit the crucial point with these words.

Yes, why doesn’t Redington Young Master take care of others?

Even if Molly Wellington was truly sick, there were other people to take care of her; surely it wouldn’t be the CEO of Loyalty Group’s turn.

"..." Molly Wellington’s mind was slightly moved.

Did Abraham Redington take care of her for three days and nights?

If that’s the case, why was it not him she saw when she woke up?

And why did he forbid others from mentioning this matter?

Molly Wellington wasn’t like others; she didn’t believe the rumor that ’Abraham Redington toyed with her and then ignored her.’

He saved her from the swimming pool and took care of her, but left when she woke up.

This incident left a knot in Molly Wellington’s heart.

It felt like she owed him something.

And her preoccupation was misunderstood by Stella Brown.

Seeing Molly Wellington’s eyes flicker slightly, Stella Brown smiled: "What, I hit the nail on the head, right... Everyone saw, if Headquarters sends someone to investigate, I hope everyone will testify.

Our Royal Palace’s project leader has an illicit relationship with the CEO of Loyalty Group, and in such a situation, I really don’t know whether we should continue this negotiation.

After all, it’s possible that Secretary Wellington already revealed our trump card to Redington Young Master."

Upon these words, everyone at Loyalty Group glared at Stella Brown with fury.

While the people from Royal Palace revealed worried expressions.

This, indeed, was something they were concerned about before.

However, Molly Wellington’s mind became increasingly burdened; she could no longer waste time here with Stella Brown.

For some reason, a sense of panic gripped her heart.

"Johnson Williams, Craig Cooper, keep an eye on things here, I need to leave for a moment..."

After calling Johnson and the ’paratroopers’ sent by Headquarters, Molly Wellington hurriedly left.

Despite hearing Stella Brown’s sarcastic questioning behind her, she couldn’t be bothered to respond.

No, something’s wrong...

Why did Abraham Redington leave...

She only wanted to find him now, to ask clearly.