Chapter 112

"Seriously?" Claire gave a half-laugh-half-cry kind of expression. "Well, they say the worse someone is, the longer they live." Julian glanced at her. "So, do you believe them or me?" Claire replied, "I believe you." Not like she dared to say otherwise. And honestly, something about his tone really made you want to trust him. Julian eased up on the gas, shot her another quick look, lips tugging upward in a rare, gentle smile. "Good." Just that one word felt like it had magical powers. Claire felt this strange warmth bloom in her chest, like she’d become his own personal believer. Worshipping your boss... doesn't count as being brainwashed, right? She glanced out the window, recognizing they were headed toward the company. "Hey, just drop me off by the curb later, I’ll walk the rest." Julian raised a brow. "What, embarrassed to be seen coming to work with me?" “……” "Got real good at burning bridges, haven’t you?" "…Oh my god, stop, I surrender!" Defeated. No chance. Of course, the car d