That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

“Damn it, who dares to ruin my good time!”

Dr. Weaver clutched his aching waist where he had been kicked and struggled to get up from the ground. Before he could see who was in front of him, another fierce kick landed on his abdomen.

The person kicked with such force that Dr. Weaver immediately broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, bending over and unable to speak for a long time.

Olivia looked at the man in front of her, who was surrounded by an icy aura, and couldn’t help but be stunned. However, she inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

“Watch your hands. If you don’t want them anymore, I don’t mind having someone take them off for you.”

Victor was dressed in an expensive custom-made suit, his hair slicked back, revealing sharp features. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his eyes and brows were filled with menace.

Dr. Weaver finally managed to catch his breath. When he looked up and saw the man’s expression, he knew that these words were not just empty threats. His face instantly turned pale with fear.

“You misunderstand, I know Miss Prescott!” Dr. Weaver hurriedly explained, “I just wanted to invite Dr. Prescott for a drink!”

After speaking, Dr. Weaver looked up at Olivia with a pleading expression.

Olivia recalled the man’s demeanor from earlier and her face turned cold. “We do know each other, but Dr. Weaver’s actions just now suggest that he wanted more than just to invite me for a drink!”

Dr. Weaver shivered as he saw the man’s face grow even darker.

At that moment, Nathan noticed that Mr. Leer had been gone for a while and came out to check on the situation. Seeing the chaos, he quickly approached, “Sir.”

Victor withdrew his gaze from Dr. Weaver’s face and coldly commanded, “Take this man away. Also, look into his background and give him a lesson.”

Nathan glanced at the man beside him and nodded in agreement.

Dr. Weaver’s legs were so weak that he was almost dragged away by Nathan.

For a moment, only Olivia and Victor were left in the corridor.

Looking at the man in front of her who still exuded coldness, Olivia frowned slightly, her eyes filled with caution. “Why are you here?”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

This was too much of a coincidence!

Victor did not immediately answer but instead looked her up and down.

He saw Olivia dressed in a smart little suit with a ruffled blouse underneath, looking both dignified and playful. She wore slim-fit flared pants that accentuated her long legs. Her long hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing a slender, fair neck that seemed to glow under the light.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, her clear eyes were misty as she looked at him calmly, with a hint of wariness like a startled deer.

Seeing Olivia like this, Victor’s eyes darkened slightly.

He didn’t know if it was the effect of the alcohol, but despite Olivia’s distant attitude towards him, he found her somewhat tempting.

Not receiving a response for a while, Olivia pursed her lips and looked away. She said calmly, “Thank you, Mr. Leer, for helping me out. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. There are still many seniors waiting for me.”

With that, she prepared to walk past Victor.

Just as she reached his side, Victor’s voice sounded in her ear.

“Miss Prescott, don’t misunderstand. I happened to have business to attend to here and had no choice but to come over. I didn’t expect to run into you here.” Victor turned slightly to look at Olivia in front of him, his voice carrying an ambiguous tone. “It seems like last time was the same. I helped you out of a situation, and not only did you not show any gratitude, but you also treated me like one of them and avoided me.”

The two were very close, and it was unclear whose alcohol scent lingered between them.

Olivia thought back to their first meeting at the hotel after returning home and frowned slightly.

Although she didn’t want to admit it, what Victor said was indeed true.