Chapter 592
Charmine did not respond to Anthony, and he sensed the coldness in her eyes. He reached out and grabbed her wrists, pulling her toward him.
Charmine, not fast enough to register Anthony’s tug, fell to his lap as their bodies grazed one another.
She struggled to get up, but Anthony tightened his grip around her waist.
“What? We haven’t met for two days, and we’re strangers now?”
His husky voice felt suffocating as his frosty aura hit her in the face.
Charmine’s heartbeats fastened, but she composed herself and warningly growled, “This is an office, and there are people outside. Let go of me!”
“Does that mean I won’t have to let you go if this isn’t an office and there’s no one outside?” asked Anthony.
That stumped Charmine.
How ridiculous. Would anyone even expect that President Bailey would say such things?
She had no choice but to bring out her ultimate weapon. “Anthony, don’t you forget about our promise. If you break the promise today, the countdown restarts.”
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