Richard had no idea <b>what </b>might happen if Tiffany continued.
After all these years in his position, always seen by outsiders as cold, restrained, and indifferent to women, this was the first time he <b>had </b>evere close to losing control.
The business partner was still <b>rambling </b>on, but he finally noticed the storm clouding Richard’s face–a suffocating chill that felt both unyielding and terrifying, as if staring into the abyss.
The business partner’s heart missed a beat. He finally realized he had pushed too far. “Mr. Hampton, actually….we can still discuss the terms of the deal.
“Get out.” The two words came through gritted teeth, Richard’s patience had reached its limit.
The business partner tried again desperately. “Mr. Hampton, actually, I can ept a little more interest. How about we <b>just </b>sign–the contract as is? I won’t ask for any changes…”
“Get out.” The same two words, cold and unquestionable.
Sensing his boss <b>was </b>on the verge of an outburst, Tyrone quickly pulled the business partner away <b>while </b>reassuring Richard, “Don’t worry. Mr. Hampton, I’ll make sure no one disturbs you again. Not unless they step over my body!
With that, Tyrone swiftly shut the door.
The business partner was dumbfounded but refused to give up. He asked, “What does this mean? Is Mr. Hampton refusing to sign the contract? I know we pushed too far, but the <b>deal</b>…
Tyrone said, “Leave the contract matters to the COO. I’ll take you to him now, all right?”
“Yes, yes, that works!” The business partner nodded eagerly, grateful for the alternative.
Tyrone had one of his assistants escort the man to an office downstairs while he stationed himself firmly outside Richard’s/ office door.
He swore, ‘Hmph<b>, </b>with me here, not even a fly would get inside this time!‘
The moment Tiffany found herself hoisted over Richard’s shoulder, she finally realized she had gone too far.
She struggled frantically. “Richard, calm down! Calm down! This is your office. You still have work to do!”
Richard sneered and thought, I’m calm, very <b>calm</b>. Even after being provoked to that extent earlier, I didn’t lose control. But now? Asking for mercy was far toote.
The office will do just fine.” While saying that, Richard carried Tiffany straight into the private bedroom at the back of his
office.
<b>asionally</b>, he used the space for a nap, so the bed linens were always fresh, and the room was fully equipped with everything he might need<b>, </b>such as a <b>bathroom</b><b>, </b><b>bathtub</b>, and all. Plenty fun for what he had in mind.
Tiffany ended up being taught <b>a </b>hard lesson” that her back ache and her legs felt like jelly.
Even with her unusual physical resilience, she couldn’t handle and after round of his relentless energy.
Two hourster, Richard was freshly dressed and looking perfeelyposed, resuming his work at his desk. Meanwhile, Tiffany remained in the bedroom, fast asleep, recovering her strength.
Over an hourter, Tiffany’s stomach started growling loudly.
She walked out of the bedroom and called out weakly, “You jerk, I’m starving!”
Richard smiled as he walked <b>over</b>, wrapping an <b>arin </b>around her waist. In a teasing tone, he remarked, “You’re <b>not </b>very durable, are you?”
“Stop it!” Tiffany shoved him aside angrily and stormed ahead, though her steps were unsteady.
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Richard had wrapped up some important tasks and decided nothing in thepany was more important than his wife. Snoring her annoyed expression, he caught her up in the elevator and pulled her into his arms, saying. “If you’re struggling to walk, don’t push yourself. Lean on me.”
Tiffany couldn’t deny that it felt good leaning on him, so she reached out her arms and pouted. “Either carry me or give me a piggyback ride–your choice.”
Richard’s smile widened as he turned around and crouched slightly,
Just then, the elevator reached the ground floor.
As the doors opened, many employees were treated to the sight of their alwaysposed, aloof, and dignified CEO crouched down, giving his wife a piggyback ride.
Richard’s lips carried a gentle and indulgent smile, while Tiffany was pouting like a child and clinging to him. Her bright eyes were slightly teary, carrying a hint of grievance.
It was a picture–perfect moment. Though many employees couldn’t help but feel envious or even jealous, they all had to admit that the couple’s impable looks and unmatched chemistry made them a perfect match destined for each other
The female employees who had been gossiping earlier were shocked as they witnessed the scene. Their jealousy was practically spilling over, and they were venting bitterly.
The young woman said, “Ahhh, I can’t take it anymore!”
“Why isn’t it me?” <b>asked </b>the woman in brown,
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They had been eagerly waiting to see the disgraceful Mrs. Hampton fall from grace. But to their disbelief, Richard showed nothing but love and devotion for Tiffany. The man known for his icy demeanor had melted into someone tender <b>and </b>caring. How could they not feel bitter with envy?
After Richard and Tiffany left, the entire staff at Imperial Tower was on the verge of losing their minds.
Group <b>chats </b>exploded with heated discussions, all tied around the <b>same </b>question: “What on earth does Tiffany have to deserve someone like Richard who <b>has </b>the world at his feet?”
A wave of jealousy swept through the women.
Meanwhile, Tiffany sneezed several times in a row. She was now seated in a reserved restaurant, watching as Richard peeled shrimp for her.
His clean, elegant fingers, which used to be so fastidious, were now willingly dirtied with oil for her sake withoutint Tiffany propped her chin on her hand, grinning as she <b>teased</b>, “You’ve settled your score. Now it’s my turn to settle ounts.”
Richard raised an eyebrow, ncing at her. “<b>Go </b><b>ahead</b>.”
Clearing her throat, Tiffany put on a mock–serious face <b>and </b>said <b>You </b>med me for noting to you first. But when <b>that </b>
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scandal broke, why didn’t you do anything to solve it?”
It all came full circle, back to the same topic.
Richard paused for a momem before smoothly replying. “My bad. Please forgive me, Mrs. Hampton.”
After saying that, he ced a peeled shrimp on Tiffany’s te and exined everything to her.
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In fact, when the scandal first uncovered, he hadn’t been idle. He immediately had people investigate, trying to <b>trace </b>the source of those malicious photos.
After all, <b>how </b>could it be such a coincidence that someone just happened to photograph Tiffany meeting with Keh in the middle of the <b>night</b><b>? </b>
And with their wedding on the next day, the inte was rife with rumors and smear campaigns, with trolls fueling the narrative against Tiffany.
Richard was certain that someone was pulling strings behind the scenes. It wouldn’t be long before the mastermind was exposed.
Hearing his exnation. Tiffany didn’t press further. Just as Richard trusted her without question, she trusted him equally. There was no need for over–exining between them. They simply believed in each other.
Tiffany continued eating while Richard fiddled with his phone for a few minutes.
She didn’t think much of it until after the meal, when she casually checked her phone and saw the news and trending. searches had exploded again.
This time, it was all because of one statement from Richard.