Florian gulped. He smiled and said, "You must learn to seize your chances in society, Hale. You might not get an opportunity like this ever again.


    "If you don''t do well here, I might not even sign off on your internship documents. But if you cooperate with me..." He trailed off, extending his hand toward her and touching her.


    Hayley shrieked and backed away, looking at him in fear. "Don''t... don''t fool around. I''d just quit this job."


    Florian stepped closer. "You''re not the one who makes the decisions here. Since you''re here, I''m responsible for making you happy. Don''t be afraid. Come here..."


    He went up to her. Hayley was petrified and ran toward the door, but Florian blocked her way before she could go very far. She panicked. "What do you want? I''m going to report you to the police!"


    The police? Florian grinned. "Sure. Go ahead. I put a pearl bracelet in your bag. It''s worth about three million dors. If you report me, I''ll say that you stole my bracelet and tried to seduce me so that I''d forgive you. You''ll be the one who goes into jail instead. Do you want that?" What? Hayley''s face turned as pale as a sheet. All the fight left her body. She nearly crumpled to the ground.


    She trembled and took a few steps back, bracing herself against the wall and steadying herself. She dared not report him now. If she did, her life would be over.


    She begged, "Please, let me go, Mr. Ludson. I''m begging you. Let me go, please."


    Florian''s excitement grew even more. He lifted her chin. "Don''t be afraid. I''m not going to bite you. I''m going to make you happy. It''ll be for the best of us if you listen to me.


    "Otherwise, you''ll have to go to jail for at least eight or ten years if the policee here. That bracelet is worth a lot."


    With a thud, Hayley dropped to the floor. "I''m begging you, please, let me go. I don''t want the money from this job. I''ll stop interning here. Just let me go." She began sobbing. Florian''s expression shifted. He grabbed her hair. "Stop fucking begging. You''d better fucking listen to me. Now take your pants off!"


    Just then, there were a few knocks on the door.


    Florian frowned. He yelled at the door, "Fuck off, you pest. I''m busy-"


    With a loud bang, the door was kicked open.


    Florian roared, "Are you fucking..."


    He stopped mid-sentence because he finally saw what was happening.


    Troy was standing there, stunned. He had his fist raised, as if he had wanted to knock. Someone next to him had just kicked the door. He was slowly pulling his leg back. Then, he walked in.


    When Florian realized who it was, he cried out. "Matt... Matthew Grant. How did youe in?" Matthew was stunned to see what was happening in the office.


    Florian


    as she


    grabbing a woman''s hair


    to nod by his feet, sobbing


    go


    I''m


    She was pleading,


    begging you." Conteret me


    Matthew''s eyes grew sharper. He said coldly, "I walked in."


    He went into the office step by step.


    Florian said harshly, "Fuck off. I don''t


    know why the guards let you in, but


    You''d get the fuck out right content belongs to


    nowolf you meddle in my business,


    I''ll


    Florian didn''t get to finish his sentence before a loud pnded on his face.


    What? He stared at Matthew in disbelief. "How dare you hit me? Do you have a death wish?"