She Is A CEO

She couldn't help but ask that question, selfishly trying to confirm whether Arthur believed the false news about her.

"I don't buy a word of it."

Lucia, who got the answer, did not continue the topic. When she heard Arthur's answer, her eyes flashed in the endless grief mixed with the pathetic snicker.

"Send me back. From now on, leave me alone, okay?" After a long silence, Lucia said with a soft sigh as if she was tired.

Arthur kept quiet and just wanted time to stop.

Outside the window, the sun was warm, but in the middle of winter, there were no birds singing. Everything was silent. Inside the car, Lucia and Arthur were sitting together. Obviously, they were so close but their hearts had long been on the other side of the world.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he got out of the car and returned to the driver's seat, started the engine and drove her back to Jibillion Inc. When Lucia got out of the car herself, without a moment's hesitation, the Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away.

Lucia stood there looking at the Rolls-Royce Phantom, which was disappearing fast into the tide of cars, and couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

"Lucia, is that you?" When she received Lucia's call, Sophie was a little surprised.

"Sophie, just now Arthur came to me for a talk. He is a little unstable ... you ..." Lucia found it so hard to speak. Every word was like to be stuck in the throat.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sophie, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent for a long time before she replied, "I know."

The phone hung up, and Lucia looked up again in the direction Arthur had left, said quietly in her heart that she was sorry, and then turned around and walked towards the building.

As soon as she entered the building, Lucia noticed that everyone was looking at her. They used to just whisper behind her back, but now they dared talk openly when she passed by.

"We'll have a good show later..."

"Yeah, I really don't know what she was thinking."

"It's a pity we can't go up and watch the show..."

The chatter of the crowd faintly reached Lucia's ears, but she didn't have the energy to think about what they were talking about. She just wanted to get back to the office and bury herself in her work. When Lucia came out of the elevator, she met Nia, who looked fearful and immediately grabbed Lucia's hand and said, "Lucy, get out of here!"

Lucia didn't know what she meant, so she didn't follow her and asked, "What's going on?"

Why was Nia so flustered?

Before Nia could answer, a sharp female voice interjected from the side, "You're back!"

Lucia can not be more familiar with this voice. She looked sideways, only to see that Poppy was standing in the doorway of her office. Having her arms crossed coldly, she was looking at Lucia. There were a few anxious security personnel nearby. Apparently, they didn't dare do anything to Poppy.

Lucia looked at Nia and saw her frowning and shaking her head, probably wishing she could just leave. Lucia was not afraid and did not panic. She gave Nia a reassuring smile and said calmly, "It's okay. I'll go talk to her."

"The problem is she's not here to talk to you!" Nia said anxiously. She didn't even understand why Lucia could be so calm now. Poppy broke into Jibillion Inc after 11 o'clock, just for Lucia and Jacob's report. Would she be that nice?!

"If we don't fix it today, she'll come back tomorrow, and the day after," Lucia said, "It's better to fix it today."

Poppy's appearance, originally, was also as Lucia's expected.

Although Nia did not want to see Lucia get hurt, she had to admit that she was right. With Poppy's kind of character, even if Lucia can avoid today, tomorrow, the day after, the day after tomorrow she will still

come.

While Lucia and Nia were talking, Poppy impatiently spoke again, "What, Lucia, afraid to face me after doing something wrong? Want to run away?"

Poppy was truly the kind of originator of sarcasm. A simple phrase with her arrogant tone was a perfect match.

"Be careful." That was all Nia could do to warn Lucia.

Lucia nodded and walked openly to her office, passing Poppy with a sideways glance and said 'Come on in' and walked in first.

As soon as Lucia entered the door, she saw that the documents on her desk were swept to the ground. The coffee table was also a mess, and even a large vase that was originally decorated in the office was pushed to the ground. It was broken but the scuff marks were certainly there. It seemed that just now she can not wait for her and had made a big fuss.

Poppy really liked to smash things. Lucia made a silent sneer. She did not sit on the sofa, but directly stand in the middle of the office to face Poppy, "Say it. Why are you looking for me?"

If there were people in the world who can make Lucia discard all her cultured and polite virtues, it was estimated that there were only Jacob and Poppy.

For these two people, she did not need to be modest, nor will she be polite.

"How dare you ask like that! Were you the one who took my husband out last night?!" Maintaining her chest-hugging stance, Poppy glared angrily at Lucia and deliberately turned up the volume. Knowing that there were other employees watching outside the door, the more heatedly she argued with her, the faster the story would spread.

That was right. Poppy agreed to Jacob's plan that day, but she had her own plans in mind. Last night, she tried her best to hold back from rushing to the cafe to cause trouble, and this morning, when she saw the news, she was even more jealous.

Lucia smiled blandly, was noncommittal, and said casually, "Didn't you see the report?"

"You whore still dares to be so arrogant?" Lucia's nonchalant attitude instantly ignited Poppy's anger, and she shouted loudly, "Lucia, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You're just trying to seduce Jacob to make him abandon me and return to JTP Group. Lucia, I'm telling you today, it's impossible! "

In the face of Poppy's furious questioning, Lucia didn't even think about it but asked indifferently, "Who is the whore?" Although the tone of her voice was seemingly unperturbed, the coldness in her bright eyes was enough to make Poppy, who just bluffed, terrified.

Poppy forced herself to be calm and said back in a stern voice, "I am talking about you, Lucia! You have a bastard with a scumbag and you are still thinking about my husband."