Chapter 74

Meeting Wilson's eyes, the fire in Liliana's chest cooled a lot. "She said wearing stuff like this for a shoot at work would affect other employees. Then she kicked my bag and said it was blocking her way." Liliana glanced down at her bag on the floor—there was clearly a shoe print on it. Wilson noticed it too—the bag was definitely dirty. Madison started to get antsy as Liliana spoke. She kept trying to cut in, her voice sharp. "Boss, that's not what happened! Liliana dressed like that on purpose to seduce the men here." The moment those words left her mouth, Wilson's gaze turned icy cold. He faced the woman stirring the pot head-on. "Say that again?" His voice sounded like it had ice chips in it. Thinking he hadn't heard her clearly, Madison opened her mouth to repeat herself—but Wilson didn't let her. "Don't forget who owns this company," he said flatly, his tone like a knife cutting through air. He wasn't yelling, but the look on his face was enough to make anyone shrink back. The