I understood immediately. Harris was never short of people around him. Cindy Brown was a popular young actress and bore some resemblance to someone else. Therefore, she had been following Harris closely and was quite favored.
I figured their meeting wouldn’t be brief, so I might have time to grab a quick breakfast. I stayed where I was.
The door suddenly opened.
Cindy’s face was pale. Upon seeing me, she raised her hand without hesitation. A sharp slap landed on my face before I could react, leaving me with a stinging pain.
Cindy’s eyes were filled with resentment and hatred. “I’ve been terminated. Are you so pleased about it?”
I took a deep breath and said, “Miss Brown, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Cindy straightened up. "Don’t think I don’t know about your relationship with him, shameless mistress. Lucy, even if you’ve been with him for a long time, so what? In his eyes, you’re just a secretary. And even though I’ve been broken up with, at least I can get good resources."
She walked away arrogantly in her high heels.
Douglas cautiously comforted me, "Are you alright? She’s just a mistress herself. You’re Mr. Johnson’s right-hand person; she dares to speak like that… She must be jealous of your importance to Mr. Johnson."
I looked serious and said, "Don’t say such things in the future."
After Douglas lowered his head, I walked into the office.
“Close the door,” a cold voice said.
I closed the door and looked up.
The man in the gray suit walked towards me calmly. His strong features carried a hint of coldness. When he reached me, he gently touched the red marks on my face, but his words were icy.
"Don’t argue with her."
He came closer and kissed me. I instinctively tried to escape, but with the door behind me, I could only passively accept it.
Breath mingled and the temperature became ambiguously warm. The term "mistress" seemed to linger in my ears.
I pushed the man in front of me away and took a deep breath to speak.
“Mr. Johnson, I’m just a secretary. I can’t…”
The man’s indifferent teasing reached my ears.
“It seems you’ve become more reserved after a few days. Just rejecting me, you don’t want to be like her, do you?”
The irresistible heat came over me once again. The scorching breath felt as if it would melt me. For some reason, a wave of nausea surged up.
I abruptly pushed the man away and ran to the restroom to vomit.