Mason's expression shifted when she turned him down, and his tone took on a harder edge. "I think you misunderstood me, Miss Jacobs. That's not what I meant when I said I wanted to get to know you better."Rosalie frowned in confusion. She did not know what he was getting at.Mason tugged at his lips suggestively. "I think one night should be enough for us to get to know each other."He made his intentions very clear with that.Rosalie paused and quickly realized what he was suggesting. Her expression turned cold. "I'm not interested, so please stop disturbing me. I'd like some time alone."This was the second time she rejected him. Mason did not look pleased at all.However, there were too many people at the party for him to try anything. He straightened up angrily and raised the wine glass he was holding toward Rosalie again, his tone threatening. "In that case, you'll at least do me the favor of accepting this toast, right?"Rosalie hesitated. She knew that he was a spoiled
"Why don't you ask them? No woman in S City would ever turn me down!"Mason pressed in closer to Rosalie, looking down at her. "You should be honored that I approached you. It's your fault for being such a prick! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're pretty! Don't forget, this is S City!"Rosalie forced herself to calm down. She glanced at his backup and softened her stance. "I didn't mean to offend you. If you want to get to know me, Young Master Jones, just tell me. I'll be scared if you surround me with so many guys. I'm almost too scared to be your friend now."Mason thought she had finally come around, so he turned back and gave his friends a look. The others wisely left, but not before looking at Mason and Rosalie suggestively. Now, the two of them were alone, standing off against each other.Mason boldly checked out Rosalie's body, from head to toe. Rosalie clenched her hands into fists and swallowed her displeasure. She forced a smile and secret
As the man approached them, Mason glanced at his friends nearby and gathered the courage to stand in his way. "Do you know this woman?"Byron slowed down and glanced at the man expressionlessly for a moment before settling his gaze on Rosalie. Her eyes were lowered and her lips pursed. She had no intention of asking him for help.Byron felt nothing but a deep sense of irony. Even now, she still wanted to avoid him.In that case, he would do as she wanted.He pulled his gaze back and said coldly, "No, I don't know her."Mason secretly heaved a sigh of relief.The man on the ground struggled to his feet and huffed as he pointed an accusatory finger at Byron's back. "Why the f*ck did you kick me?!"Byron glanced back at him coldly.The man felt his blood run cold, and he wisely chose to shut up. A second later, he heard Byron say icily, "Because you were in my way."The man opened his mouth angrily, but Byron intimidated him so he did not actually dare to say anything. He h
Rosalie felt strangely reassured when she saw that he did step in to stop Mason in the end. As a result, she calmed down considerably. She remembered the cold and distant look he had before, as well as the anger blatant in his face now.All Rosalie felt was a deep sense of irony. Perhaps he thought that he could dictate what happened to her at any given time. She was nothing more than a toy to him. She pursed her lips self-deprecatingly at the thought. Ignoring the chaos before her, she turned to leave.However, a hand grabbed her wrist forcefully as soon as she turned around.She did not need to look back to know who it was.Rosalie turned around to look at her captive wrist and said coolly, "If you've had your fun, President Lawrence, please let go of me."Everyone's expressions shifted at that. They had heard of Byron before, but they had only seen his face occasionally on the TV.No wonder they thought he looked familiar when he first showed up earlier.Still, they
After Mason and his crew left, Byron and Rosalie were the only ones left in the corridor. Rosalie's wrist was still in Byron's grip. He did not look like he was going to let go any time soon, but Rosalie did not fly off the handle. She just said calmly, "They're gone, so you can let go now. Don't worry, I won't run away."Byron watched her carefully for a few seconds before he slowly let go. Rosalie rubbed her sore wrist and to two steps back before looking up to meet his gaze. "Is there anything else, President Lawrence?"Byron frowned abruptly. He saved her, but she did not even thank him. And now she was asking him if there was anything else?"Miss Jacobs, I just helped you again. Is this how you repay me?" His tone was cold.Rosalie smirked at him mirthlessly. "Helped me? If you really wanted to help me, you wouldn't have told Jones to continue where he left off. Face it, you just wanted to see me dance to your tune. Don't make yourself sound holier than you are."The
Her cold attitude frustrated Byron, so he said coolly, "Lucian and Nox are still waiting for you at home, so I hope you'll watch yourself, Miss Jacobs."Rosalie did not want to dwell on this topic either, so she nodded calmly. "Thank you for the reminder, President Lawrence."The two of them exchanged a look, both of their hearts roiling with emotion. Byron pulled his gaze back with a frown and turned to leave the hotel. He only came here today for her.However, her attitude was making him reluctant to stay here for even a second longer.As he walked away, Rosalie frowned slightly, her suspicions rising again. He came to this banquet for work, didn't he? So why was he leaving already?She could almost believe that he was leaving because of her.After what he said earlier, though, Rosalie did not want to get carried away again. She looked away from him and turned back into the hall.Mason and his friends were nowhere to be seen now.As soon as Rosalie went in, she met Pres
Inside the car across the road, the driver felt the air pressure drop suddenly. His palms became sweaty.After a long pause, Byron pulled his gaze away from the hotel entrance and said coldly, "Head back."The driver slowly started the car and drove toward the hotel where Byron was staying.On the other side, Rosalie was completely oblivious to Byron's presence as she got into the passenger seat of Leon's car.As soon as they were inside, Rosalie politely took off the coat and put it onto the backseat. Leon asked her for her hotel's address and started up the car.No one said anything in the car for a long time. Rosalie stared out the window, lost in thought.She really did not understand Byron's attitude toward her earlier…"Is it alright for you to leave so soon? What about President Lawrence?" Leon asked suddenly. Rosalie was dazed for a moment before she returned to her senses and frowned in confusion. "What does my leaving have to do with him?"Leon looked at her throu
The car stopped outside the hotel. Rosalie bid Leon goodbye and got out of his car, heading back into the hotel. Early the next morning, Rosalie went to President Zimmer's office at the agreed time and signed the deal as planned. After that, she boarded the plane for home. Once she got onto the plane, Rosalie finally felt her nerves relax gradually. She had been tense for several days now.After she reached home, she would keep an eye on things for a while longer. Once she was sure that the companies she had just signed with could keep up a steady supply, she could leave the country without any more worries. Just as she was lost in thought, someone took the seat next to her.When she returned to her senses and instinctively looked at the person next to her, her expression stiffened. "Are you going to accuse me of stalking you again?" Byron lifted an eyebrow at her cynically. "If you mind, should I change seats?"Rosalie dug her nails into her palms to keep her anger in check