Dumping My Ex to Flash Marry the Untouchable CEO novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225

Somewhere along the way, without even realizing it, she had started to fall for him.

Aurora forced a smile. “It’s nothing. I just got lost in thought. I’m fine. What matters now is the project. Let’s go over the details.”

Seeing she didn’t want to talk about it, Kelvin didn’t press further.

He was here to learn, after all, not to drag her down.

The two headed straight for the conference room.

Meanwhile, Lucas hadn’t gone far. He’d returned directly to his office.

Desmond trailed behind, frustration written all over his face. “Boss, what was that back there? That was your wife. The way you

acted–cold and distant. Don’t you think she’ll get the wrong idea?”

This time, Desmond didn’t even care if it meant getting reassigned to Fortline.

He just couldn’t hold back anymore.

Talking to his wife like that? Of course she’d be upset.

Lucas shot him a sharp look. “Since when did my decisions become your business?”

Desmond immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

Still, the look he gave Lucas was filled with silent resentment.

Seriously, how did a woman as stunning as Aurora fall for a man who couldn’t string a proper sentence together?

Lucas spoke again, voice cool. “Keep staring, and you can forget about your eyeballs.”

Desmond squeezed his eyes shut, pretending nothing had happened.

Lucas was a tyrant.

He couldn’t even let him look?

Working under a boss like this was like living with your head on the chopping block every day.

“And don’t even think about it.”

Hearing that lazy warning drift over, Desmond felt like crying.

The man was a tyrant–through and through.

He couldn’t even think about it?

How was that even reasonable?

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Left with no choice, Desmond gritted his teeth, eyes still closed. “Regardless of everything, the way you spoke to Mrs. Carter just

now will definitely upset her.

“I’ve never seen any normal couple talk to each other like that. Even if you were to send me to Fortline, I had to say it.”

With that, Desmond said his piece, turned on his heel, and left the office, heading back to his desk to await whatever punishment

Lucas decided on.

He figured if he was going to die anyway, he might as well stop looking at that ice–cold face.

Lucas stared at the closed door for a moment, falling into thought.

Had he really gone too far?

But he knew how sharp Aurora was–if he said too much, she’d figure everything out even faster.

Wouldn’t that just make her even angrier?

The thought alone made his temples throb.

He raised a hand to rub between his brows, caught between a rock and a hard place.

Meanwhile, Desmond sat nervously at his desk, waiting all afternoon for the dreaded message that never came.

When the workday finally ended and there was still no word from Lucas, he couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh.

Maybe the boss actually thought he had a point, and decided to let him off the hook?

Not bad. Next time, he’d speak up again if he had to!

But the next day, Desmond wasn’t laughing anymore.

The moment he stepped into the office and saw the notice on his desk, his face nearly hit the floor.

It turned out it wasn’t that Lucas had decided to spare him; it was just that he forgot to issue the order yesterday.

Of course. Capitalists would be capitalists–no room for questions, no tolerance for overstepping.

Desmond let out a long sigh, resigned to his fate as he packed up his things and headed off to Fortline.

He was already mentally preparing himself to return a few shades darker.

As for Lucas, he didn’t spare him a glance.

With calm ease, he simply brought in another assistant to take Desmond’s place.

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