Chapter 209

I smiled faintly at him and said, “It’s nothing, I didn’t blame you. Fortunately, Reynaldo eventually invested in you, so let’s consider it as offsetting the money my dad borrowed from you.” I wished him great success in his play and hoped he wouldn’t lend money to my father again in the future. Was that possible?

“Ralda…”

“Alright, Winston,” Anton interrupted, “everyone has their own aspirations, and you don’t have to force her. Come in; we still have important matters to attend to.”

Winston tightly held the hand by his side and stared intently at me. His gaze was completely different from Reynaldo’s. Although Reynaldo’s eyes were always filled with hatred and cruelty, I wasn’t so afraid. But Winston’s gaze sent a strange chill and unfamiliar feeling deep within me.

A trace of doubt flashed through my mind. I worked at Reynaldo’s company; did it have a negative impact on him? Why did he react so strongly?

“I brought this table in for you.”

Anton suddenly walked out of the elevator. He was tall and immediately lifted the desk, putting it into the elevator. I quickly followed him in and thanked him. He nodded lightly, his slender fingers landing on the elevator button as he asked, “Which floor?”

“29th floor.”

“29th floor?” Anton chuckled. “Isn’t that his secretariat? Are you going to be his secretary?”

“Ralda…”

Without waiting for me to reply, Winston exclaimed, “It’s one thing to work at his company, but why be his secretary? Are you so eager to be with him day and night?”

I looked at Winston in confusion, not understanding his strong reaction, his great resentment.

Anton chuckled and said, “It seems you really loved Reynaldo, Esmeralda.”

I remained silent. Love is love, but I didn’t want to admit it.

Winston pulled my hand urgently, saying, “Ralda, listen to me, Reynaldo wouldn’t love you. You’re like a moth to a flame, and you’ll get hurt. It’s not too late; leave him quickly.”

Besides, you’ve already divorced. Why lock yourself in this cage again? Everyone understands the truth, but the problem is, it’s not myself trapped now, but Reynaldo.

I said lightly, “You misunderstood. I just came here to work and get paid.” Saying that, I went to shake his hand.

Just then, the elevator door opened with a ‘ding.’ Coincidentally, Reynaldo was standing there. I felt really unlucky; I always bumped into him at the wrong times. He had just left in an angry mood, so why was he on the 29th floor again? His anger hadn’t dissipated; a gloomy aura enveloped him.

Kimberly stood beside him, holding documents, and stared at me in surprise. “Ms. Duffy, weren’t you supposed to move to a different workstation? How come you’re mingling with our business partners again?”

I furrowed my brows. “Ms. Palmer, please watch your words. It’s inappropriate to say that and use the word ‘mess’ to describe our business partners, especially considering you are Mr. Humphrey’s personal secretary.”

Kimberly’s innocent face turned pale as she looked at Reynaldo with grievance. “I was just wondering how Ms. Duffy ended up with them, and I didn’t pay attention to my words…”

Reynaldo raised his hand, indicating she didn’t need to explain. Kimberly pursed her lips and looked at me. When her gaze fell on Anton behind me, she momentarily froze. I didn’t pay attention; Anton was a big star, and even with a hat and mask, he was stunningly handsome. It was normal for Kimberly’s gaze to linger.

Reynaldo glanced at me and coldly chuckled, “You two were holding hands quite tightly, huh?”

I suddenly realized Winston was still holding my wrist. I quickly went to shake his hand, but he didn’t cooperate, still tightly holding my wrist, looking at me with deep, intense eyes. I was extremely anxious. The hostility on Reynaldo’s body grew heavier, a hint of murderous intent flickering in his slightly narrowed eyes. He was so perverted and domineering. As he said, the women he’d encountered, even if he didn’t want them anymore, he wouldn’t allow other men to covet them.