Chapter 22 - 22: 22: I’ll Let You Get Lost (2)


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    Ruby Gregory’s body shuddered violently, and she came back to her senses. She didn’t know what she had done wrong to provoke such anger from him. She stared at Steve Burton, her mouth slightly open, but in the end, she said nothing. She didn’t even care whether or not she could enter Pristine’s Enterprises tomorrow; she just picked up the clothes he had thrown at her and quickly put them on without a word.


    Ruby’s movements were somewhat frantic as she put on her clothes; the zipper of the skirt was on the side, and she lowered her head, pulling it several times before finally managing to close the gap.


    From childhood to adulthood, she had never been so humiliated in front of anyone. She had tried her best, and all she received in return was his harshmand to “get lost.”


    The more Ruby thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and her eyes began to feel hot and slightly sore. Fearing that she would suddenly shed tears in front of Steve, she kept her head down the entire time.


    After putting on her clothes, Ruby didn’t even look at Steve. She just walked quickly past him and out of the bedroom.


    In the living room of the suite, the television was ying advertisements.


    Ruby walked in front of the sofa, picked up her purse, ced the suite’s keycard on the coffee table, and then hurriedly headed towards the door.


    When Ruby left the bedroom, she didn’t close the door.


    Steve happened to see Ruby leaving; he saw her fumbling to open the door and then running away, her footsteps slightly unsteady. His hand tightened into a fist, his knuckles turning white, as if he was suppressing something.


    After a long time, Steve finally moved slightly, picked up a nearby bathrobe, and casually wrapped it around himself. He stood in ce, staring at the messy bed, his eyes bing somewhat zed.


    Suddenly, he felt very tired.


    He had been busy withpany matters in the past, staying awake for three days and nights, but he had never felt this kind of exhaustion before.


    This fatigue came from deep within his heart, apanied by sharp, bone-piercing pain.


    Ruby walked out of the presidential suite and went directly to the vi’s public restroom. Ignoring her body’s difort, she looked into the mirror and neatened her disheveled hair and clothes. She made sure her appearance was elegant and poised before taking out her phone and calling the vi’s front desk, asking them to send a sightseeing car to pick her up from the mountain.


    Ruby did this because she couldn’t let anyone see her present state of embarrassment and disarray.


    She was the daughter of the Gregorys, and no matter how Steve had just treated her and how much grievance he had given her, she had to maintain her elegant and poised appearance in front of others.


    Therefore, when the vi’s staff drove the sightseeing car to her, Ruby forced down the exhaustion and difort in her body and gave the staff a perfectly polite smile, then handed them a tip.


    Maintaining her bright and enchanting posture, Ruby drove out of the vi for about ten kilometers before stopping her car by the roadside and slumping into her seat..