Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

When Molly Wellington rushed to the university campus, she was already half an hour late compared to the agreed time.

Senior female student Shannon Cooper had agreed to meet her at the small conference room number 207 on the second floor of the school’s large library.

Molly Wellington knew that these small conference rooms needed to be reserved in advance with a student ID and all had reservation time limits. Her being late might have disrupted everyone’s plans.

Anxious inside, Molly Wellington ran two steps at a time toward the second floor of the library.

She quickly ran up the stairs, turned the corner into the corridor, and immediately jogged over when she saw the doorplate of the small conference room 207.

The library did not allow noise, so Molly Wellington tried her best to lighten her footsteps, but she did not slow down. Just as she reached the doorway of the small conference room 207, her body slightly leaned forward due to inertia, and the door was just then opened from inside by someone.

Caught off guard by someone coming out, Molly Wellington couldn’t stop in time and could only watch herself crash right into the person’s arms.

"Ugh..." she groaned, a sharp pain on the tip of her nose, as if she had collided with a hard muscle.

The other party instinctively reached out to prevent this collision, catching the slightly off-balance Molly Wellington.

The man’s long, slender hands enveloped Molly Wellington within his arms.

Before she could take a good look at his face, she found herself being pulled into an embrace that smelled of fresh vanilla. The guy was wearing a white casual sweater, looking fresh and healthy, and his embrace was warm.

"What’s going on?"

"Adrian, are you okay?"

"Hey, is it the underclassman? Molly Lewis, you finally made it..."

The familiar voice of senior Shannon Cooper reached Molly Wellington’s ears, and she immediately bounced out of the man’s embrace, standing upright.

"So it’s the underclassman. I was just about to go down to tell the professor to extend the reservation by an hour. Hello, I’m Lincoln Harrison, a senior student in the Finance Department. Nice to meet you. You can go in first, I’ll go extend the time and be right back up."

The senior wearing a white casual sweater, tall and stately, greeted Molly Wellington with a light smile, then stepped aside to let her enter.

Only at this moment did Molly Wellington lift her head to look at the young man who stood to the side in front of her, finally getting a clear view of his face.

This senior Mr. Harrison was really tall, close to Abraham Redington’s height, at least around 1.85 meters.

But he was completely different from Abraham Redington’s cold and detached demeanor; this Mr. Harrison was sunny and handsome, with a warm smile on his face as he spoke to her.

"Hello senior, I am Molly Wellington, a junior in the Business Administration Department, very sorry for being late." Although she had a reason, saying it would just seem like an excuse, a lesson she learned during her Royal Palace internship, so Molly Wellington chose not to explain.

"Don’t worry about it. We all have something urgent every now and then. Go on in, I’ll be right back up." Lincoln Harrison waved her in with a smile, heading downstairs himself.

Molly Wellington entered the small conference room and apologized to other seniors.

Thankfully, the seniors were easy-going, and no one blamed Molly Wellington for being late; instead, they quickly dived into the discussion of their graduation project.

At H University Business Department, it was a tradition for graduates to form their own groups to prepare for their graduation projects and thesis defense.

Shannon was an excellent senior student and had been well acquainted with junior Molly Wellington, who was famous for her excellent grades in her junior year. It wasn’t until Molly Wellington joined this discussion group that she realized, not just Shannon, but all the other seniors in the group were quite outstanding.

Especially, the cheerful and bright Mr. Lincoln Harrison, who she accidentally bumped into.

Even though he was a finance student, he had already received an offer from a world-renowned venture capital firm.

Seeing Mr. Harrison return upstairs after handling the paperwork and sit opposite her, Molly Wellington quietly decided to learn from these outstanding seniors.

...

"Underclassman, today was our study group’s first official discussion. How about we all go for dinner and then relax a bit afterward?" At the end of the discussion, senior Shannon Cooper called out to Molly Wellington.

Just packing up her schoolbag, ready to head home, Molly Wellington shook her head, "No need, I have something at home today, so I need to go back early."

She hadn’t forgotten that Abraham Redington was getting off work soon, and she promised to go to the company to find him to go home together.

[Beyond 1200 words: Update finished 10.18, see you tomorrow night~]