Chapter 635:

Fiona entered the office and was instantly mesmerized by Jayden. Her admiration was palpable. He sat, clad in a custom-made blue suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, radiating an air of aloofness. His cold, indifferent eyes seemed to penetrate her thoughts.

Jayden, however, remained reserved. In a cool, detached tone, he asked, "What's this about Elyse? What do you need to discuss?"

Fiona approached cautiously, stopping at a respectful distance. Her gaze was full of adoration. "Have you ever considered the significance of our meeting?" she asked softly.

Jayden raised an eyebrow, silently urging her to continue.

"That night, you saved me. The street was dark, but you were a beacon of light. You became my hero." A gentle smile touched her lips as she recalled the kindness and warmth she'd felt, memories vivid in her mind.

Jayden rubbed his temples, struggling to recall the incident. His memories, beyond Elyse and their associates, were hazy.

Fiona pressed on. "You saved me, and that's what makes our meetings significant. We crossed paths in the darkness; it must be fate."

Jayden leaned back. His tone remained icy. "Your name is Fiona, correct? First, I don't recall saving you. I've helped many women in trouble—at least ten in bars alone."

He paused. "Even if I did, it was chivalry. Helping someone doesn't obligate me to accept their advances."

Frustration darkened Fiona's expression. "It's not like that. I'm not like those women. I'm a violinist."

Jayden replied calmly, "Aside from Elyse, who is special to me, you're no different. Your relentless pursuit is bothering me. I might hesitate to help others in the future, fearing they'll cling to me."

His words made Fiona's face grim.

He softened slightly. "Fiona, if you're seeking love, find someone else. Don't burden me with your advances. You haven't mentioned Elyse once."

He was about to summon Tobin to escort Fiona out when she cried, "Jayden!" She dashed toward him, beginning to undress.

She shrugged off her coat, revealing her camisole. Kneeling between his legs, tears glistening in her eyes, she whispered, "It's not love I lack; it's you. I'm convinced you're the one. I only love you this much, only understand you like this."

Jayden raised a surprised eyebrow. "Do you even know what you're saying?"

Through her tears, Fiona replied, "I know exactly what I'm doing. I love you, only you. I'm ready to give up everything for you."

Jayden's gaze hardened, unnoticed by Fiona, who continued to insist on her understanding of him, oblivious to his rising anger.

"If I serve you well, will you keep me?" she asked, fumbling with his belt. "I can do everything Elyse does."

In a frantic state, she struggled with his belt, then began to undress herself when she couldn't undo it.

Frustrated, Jayden kicked her away.

The office door swung open. Elyse stood there, stunned to see Fiona's bare shoulders.

Jayden jumped up. "Elyse!"

Fiona, caught off guard, looked down at her partially exposed breasts, visible beneath her black lace bra. Her skirt had been lifted, exposing her thighs. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she covered herself, letting out a distressed scream. Elyse remained silent, but Cody's voice cut through the tension.

"Did I just hear Fiona scream?"

Cody stepped in, seeing Fiona desperately trying to cover herself.

Tears streaming down her face, Fiona begged, "Mr. Tucker, please don't look at me. Please, just don't look at me."