Chapter 93

Julian: "..." He paused for a second, lifting a brow. "Are you seriously getting back at me?" "For real? No!" Claire clutched her chest like she'd been wronged by the universe. "I’m trying to save your life here! Come on, who else would go this far for you? You think dragging those ice blocks up here was a walk in the park? CEO, you're really breaking my heart right now." She looked overdramatic, like she'd just been falsely accused in a courtroom drama. Julian rested his arm on the edge of the tub, water dripping down. "Well then, thanks for being so thoughtful. Should I hand you a trophy for ‘The Most Considerate Secretary of the Year’?” “I’ll totally accept it,” Claire replied, unfazed. Julian stared at her face for a beat before suddenly chuckling—clearly pissed, but too exhausted to argue. After soaking in the tub forever, his face was practically translucent. And guess what? His oh-so-caring secretary had even tossed more ice cubes into the tub midway. “Alright, I’ve had enough,”