This Wretched Man
Since it was the morning rush hour, the roads were packed with vehicles.
Liam Williams's car had clearly blocked the traffic behind him. A loud chorus of honking erupted, urging him to speed up.
People had to get to work. How could they encounter such a reckless driver?
Some wanted to get out and teach this irresponsible car owner a lesson, but everyone recognized the Range Rover.
They could see it was expensive, and with the black military plates, who would dare?
So, they could only sit helplessly in their cars, honking in frustration.
Emma Johnson turned her head to look behind her. Damn it, there was a long line of cars stretching back from Liam's vehicle.
She looked back at Liam. He was still driving at his own pace, putting on an air of "if you don't get in my car, I'll keep this up forever."
... Wasn't this too bold? What was he trying to do in public? This jerk!
Even the passersby couldn't stand it anymore. "Miss, don't be angry. Don't let your couple's quarrel affect everyone else. If you have something to say, just get in the car."
"Yeah, yeah, it's not easy for us to make a living. What if we're late for work and lose our jobs?" A driver in a nearby car couldn't help sticking his head out and chiming in.
What was the situation now? She wanted to be stubborn, but she couldn't just walk to work, could she?
Couldn't she even be a little angry?
Emma had no choice but to look at the growing line of vehicles behind Liam's car. The whole street was in chaos.
After glaring fiercely at Liam, she stomped forward, opened the door, and got into the car.
"Why didn't you get on earlier? You're just making things difficult for yourself." His tone was full of victory and smugness.
"Shut up and just drive."
Unbelievable! This was too much!
Emma was beginning to understand the man's lack of decency. Thinking back to the scene that morning, she felt a surge of anger.
Could he just do whatever he wanted with his power in this city? Could he be so arrogant and domineering?
Liam, "..."
Did he hear that right?
This girl actually told him to shut up?
In the whole of City A, who dared to speak to him in that tone?
Usually, whether at work or at home, who would dare tell him to shut up?
Tolerance? How could he tolerate this!
Was this girl suffering from amnesia?
That morning, she had looked so pitiful, begging him to let her go. Now, less than half an hour later, this was her attitude?
He had said this woman's words were unreliable, but it seemed force was the only solution.
Liam's brows furrowed again and again, which only made him press harder on the accelerator. The car shot forward a long distance.
The sudden acceleration made Emma reach out in fear, gripping the seatbelt tightly in front of her, afraid she would be thrown out. It took Liam only three minutes to get from the community gate to her company, which showed how fast he was driving.
Emma also spent the most thrilling three minutes of her life.
She thought it would end like this. Just as Emma was about to open the car door and get out, Liam quickly unfastened her seatbelt in an instant, then leaned over before she could escape.
Emma hadn't expected this. She was completely stunned. "What are you doing? This is the company gate!"
"Helping you remember. Otherwise, your amnesia might never get better." As he spoke, Liam raised his hand to loosen his tie, making a move as if to undress.
Seeing his fierce expression, Emma was too scared to speak. "W-What did I do to you? You really went too far just now, on the street. Is that any way to act?"
"I just don't like my wife yelling at me like that... It makes me uncomfortable..." Liam's sexy voice was full of mischief and arrogance.
"Well... What do you want? Didn't I say I'd change later? You have to give me time, don't you?"
Emma was terrified. Even at home, this was a public place. He was shameless. Did he want more?
"Let's make a statement, or I won't trust you..."
"Fine, write it quickly. I'll sign it."
Emma thought she could get out of the car. Before her hand touched the door, Liam pressed her back against the seat again. Before she could speak, he kissed her clean neck.
Emma, "..."
A minute later, Liam looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. "If you don't listen to me in the future, you'll know what the consequences will be."
"Childish!" Emma left these two words, shot him a sideways glare, and covered her neck as she stomped out of the car.
Today, she was wearing a collarless dress. When her colleagues saw it, they would definitely gossip about the hickey again.
Sure enough, as soon as she entered the company gate, Ava Brown came face to face with her. "Good morning, Editor-in-Chief!"
"Morning."
Emma replied absentmindedly, ready to enter her office. "Editor-in-Chief, why is your neck so red?"
"... I was bitten by a dog." Emma said impatiently, slamming the office door shut.
Was there anyone more shameless and despicable than Liam Williams?
On the other side, Liam tugged at the corner of his mouth, still feeling a bit of pain. He took one last look at Emma's company building, then started the car.
He felt a twinge of regret. Why was he so concerned about her every move now?
Liam knew very well that his initial intention to approach Emma was calculated.
Because of this, he decided that since he was acting, he would play the part completely.
The closer his relationship with Emma became, the faster he could get the result he wanted.
Therefore, he would definitely play the role of Emma's "husband."
...
Pinnacle Corporation.
When Liam parked his car at the entrance, a security guard quickly came over and took the keys. "Good morning, President. I'll park the car in the usual spot for you."
"Mm." His voice wasn't loud, but it was very commanding.
Liam walked straight into the private elevator and pressed the button for the 99th floor.
As everyone knew, the tallest building in the city was the Pinnacle Corporation office building, and President Liam Williams's office was on the top floor.
It was said that Pinnacle Corporation had spent 300 billion on this building alone.
So, one could imagine the magnificence inside.
Just as he got off the elevator, Christopher Martin trotted over. "Sir, the old man came this morning. He's in your office."
"I see. Did he say anything?" Liam unbuttoned his coat as he walked.
The female employees who passed by saw Liam, blushing and their hearts racing, unable to help looking up at the handsome man.
"No, but he looked angry. I heard you haven't been home for two days and nights. If you're going to spend time with your girlfriend, you should call home, so the old man doesn't worry." After hesitating for a long time, Christopher still said this.