Chapter 113

The sixty-eighth floor—reserved exclusively for the top brass of Quinn Corporation—was covered in surveillance cameras. Just moments ago, Matthew had watched through one of the monitors as Dylan stepped out of the elevator and headed straight for the secretary’s office. Now, he stood about six meters away, hands casually tucked into his pockets, his eyes dark and intense as they locked onto them with barely contained fury. Hearing his voice, Serena quickly pulled away from Dylan and walked over to him, forcing a smile as she said, “Dylan just came by to get a signature on some documents.” Even she could hear how shaky her own voice sounded. She knew all too well—Matthew’s possessiveness left zero tolerance for any hint of closeness between her and another man. Especially if that man was Dylan. Dylan gave a stiff nod, clearly uncomfortable. “Mr. Quinn, I’ll head back downstairs.” Not waiting for any response, he ducked into the elevator, clearly eager to vanish. After all, Matthew wasn’