Chapter 94

Serena let out a sigh—when it came to Matthew's orders, resistance was basically pointless. She shuffled to the door of his office, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to knock. Barely had her knuckles tapped the door when he cracked it open and yanked her inside. Just like that, she ended up crashing into his chest. The same guy who tore into her yesterday with zero mercy was now holding her, grinning like nothing happened. The whiplash made her feel like some kind of joke. Instinctively, she tried to pull away. "What’s with the coffee delivery?" Matthew’s voice was soft, his breath brushing against her ear, almost too intimate. Since there was no way she could overpower him, Serena gave up resisting after a brief struggle. But the “thanks” she originally meant to say stuck in her throat. Like he even needed her gratitude. More likely, he just enjoyed watching her squirm. Might as well try to patch up her shattered pride and move on. She dipped her head slightly, her voice flat. "