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Gideon was very unhappy to find that Margaret was telling the truth. She really wasn’t unhappy because of Bianca.

“Ms. Wilcox, I wonder if you have any insight on the matter just now. Could you share your thoughts so that I could learn?” Gideon asked. He took a step forward, eager to hear Margaret’s perspective. He felt it was crucial for him to know.

“Bianca likes you. That Mr. Lascano is probably a relative of hers, wanting you to pay more attention to Bianca. Perhaps you two will become a couple,” Margaret said, meeting Gideon’s gaze for a minute before blurting out her thoughts.

After saying that, Margaret was a little upset. She felt she had been too honest and wondered if she might harm Gideon’s relationship with his

friend.

Gideon found that Margaret was indeed suited to be a reporter. She could always come up with stories in her head, and the accuracy of the

story was as high as 80 percent.

“You got part of it right, but there’s one thing you said wrong,” Gideon said, taking another step forward.

“What did I get wrong?” Margaret asked.

“Fabio doesn’t want his sister and me to be a couple. He wants me to stay away from his idiotic sister,” Gideon answered. After finishing his sentence, he took another step forward, narrowing the distance between him and Margaret to just four inches.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“What?” Margaret said. She couldn’t believe it. She was astonished that someone would refuse to play matchmaker for his sister and Gideon. Instantly, Margaret became curious and intrigued by this man. She was eager to know more about Fabio.

“Fabio wants to develop a long-term cooperative relationship with me. He’s affect our mutual interests,” Gideon explained.

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very pragmatic businessman and doesn’t want anything else to

“Oh,” Margaret said in understanding. It wasn’t Fabio who was peculiar, but Bianca. Between his peculiar sister and long-term interests, he smartly chose the latter.

“Go sit on the couch. I’ll send someone to bring you drinks later. There’s a refrigerator in the small dining room over there. Take whatever you want. In my place, there’s no need to be formal. Just relax and enjoy yourself,” Gideon said. He put his arm around Margaret’s shoulder, led her to the couch, and gently urged her to sit down.

In anticipation of this moment, Gideon deliberately had someone replace the couch with an even larger one, nearly as big as a bed.

Gideon thought, ‘Margaret is such a lazy girl. If she gets comfortable here, maybe she won’t want to leave.’ He actually liked the idea. He was worried that she might sneak away if he didn’t see her.

Margaret’s departure five years ago left a big shadow on Gideon.

garet, making her feel a little sleepy. However, she would never give in to such a The morning sunshine wasn’t very strong, but it fell upon small comfort. She raised her chin and asked, “I’m most comfortable when I’m not with you. Can I leave now?”

“No.” Gideon’s answer was firm, concise, and clear.

“Then answer one question honestly, and I’ll stay here obediently for three days,” Margaret offered, She had learned to make deals too, as she realized she had picked up some things from Gideon.

He answered, “Go ahead.” It was just a question. Gideon didn’t think Margaret’s question would make him embarrassed.

Margaret sat up straight and put on a serious look as if the next thing they were going to discuss was very important. She even cleared b throat, just like before every big speech, before asking, “How much did you pay to have me for these three days?’

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Gideon was originally nervous about Margaret’s attitude, but he didn’t expect her to ask this question. He smiled slightly and replied, “Not much. It’s just an advertisement fee for a few years. 5 million dollars.”

Compton Group needed to maintain good interactions with the media, not only traditional media such as news agencies and television but also emerging social media, Every year, Compton Group invested nearly a nine-figure sum in corporate image marketing.

5 million dollars for three years was not a big deal.

Margaret silently counted the number of zeros in 5 million dollars. She greedily swallowed her saliva and muttered in a low voice, “You’re so rich. Give me the money directly. I could spend 30 days with you.”

She just wanted to tease Gideon for his extravagance; however, Gideon took this remark to heart and suddenly felt he had found a new approach. He asked, “If I give you 5 million dollars every month, will you stay by my side?” He thought carefully, ‘This amount seems big, making it challenging to fulfill, but as long as I invest more in the stock market and expand my business portfolio, I might be able to earn it back. Working harder outside of regular hours doesn’t matter. Keeping Margaret is the most important thing right now.’

“What do you think?” Margaret asked, sneering. If Gideon dared to nod, she would definitely knock him out.

Margaret thought that four years were enough for Gideon to see clearly what kind of person she was. What she cared about was not money but love. If he really thought that money could “buy” her, then they could never see each other again.

“Got it. Have fun by yourself. I’m off to work now. Just let me know if you need anything,” Gideon said. He reached out and pinched Margaret’s cheek, finding it much better than before.

He wanted to make her a little plumper so that it would feel better when he held and touched her.

Thinking about this, Gideon planned to ask his assistant to search for popular dessert shops and bring back every item in their shops. He thought it was a good way to treat Margaret.

Dense men were terrifying. If they didn’t bother to understand what women were thinking, they would use some sweet talks to sway them.

However, the result was usually not very satisfying.

Gideon’s work wasn’t interesting. Margaret took out her camera and casually snapped a few pictures of the office and Gideon at work. Perhaps they would be useful for the final article.

After that, she was no different from being at home. She lay on the couch, opened her tablet, and casually watched a TV series.

No one came to Gideon’s office all morning except Jacob, who knocked on the door three times. Occasionally, Margaret looked up and saw Gideon frowning. He seemed to be troubled.

At first, she was able to focus on the TV series, but gradually, she watched Gideon more and more. She also remembered the words “serious men are most handsome,” but she had never really seen Gideon be serious.

During the years they spent together, Margaret had seen a warm heart hidden under Gideon’s cold appearance, and she witnessed the darkness and vulnerability that he didn’t show in front of others.

She thought that her attention and love for Gideon began from the first time she saw his vulnerability. Before that, she always felt that he wasn’t human but a robot. He had no ernotions or warmth. What he repeated every day was only work and hypocritical performances, acting like a nobleman.

However, when Margaret found out that Gideon had prepared a special place to mourn his mother and that he secretly did a lot of chanty, work, even personally volunteering to teach in rural areas, she realized how wrong it was to judge solely by appearances

After that day, Margaret no longer regarded every meeting as a task and began to try not to be an indifferent puppet She would carefully

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observe Gideon’s every expression and pay attention to everything he did.

Gideon had two sisters. Margaret remembered one time when she and Gideon were traveling together, they met a stalker. On the overpass, the stalker even tried to knock them off, as if he wanted them to have an accident.

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Later, Margaret learned that it was Gideon’s two sisters who did that. They were afraid of his return, especially after he began to shine in the company. Watching him rise gradually, they couldn’t contain their jealousy and acted out.

It was unrealistic to kick Gideon out of the company, and it would still leave them uneasy, worrying that he might return one day. Therefore, only a dead or disabled person would be enough to make them rest easy.

What Margaret experienced was just one of countless incidents. Later, she understood from the words of others that Gideon had experienced countless near-death situations.

It was also the accumulation of these incidents, one after another, that slowly made Margaret begin to feel sorry for Gideon. She even found common ground between the two of them.

They both lived under a glamorous exterior, with impressive houses but hollow hearts.

Then, the concern slowly turned into love. Up to now, Margaret didn’t know who she should blame-fate or Gideon’s two vicious sisters. If it weren’t for them, she might have been able to keep her heart from going to Gideon.

Margaret was lost in thought as she recalled the past. She didn’t even know that Gideon had approached her.

If Gideon hadn’t lifted her and leaned on her shoulder, she might have remained lost in her memories,

Margaret’s body was stiff, even stiffer than during their first intimate encounter. At that time, she had mentally prepared herself for a long

time, entering the mansion with resolve. The feeling was completely different now.

“What are you doing? Mr. Compton, this is workplace harassment. I can sue you!” Margaret demanded. Her entire body tensed up, and she

leaned back to minimize contact with Gideon. She didn’t understand what had just happened but felt his behavior was too abnormal, and it

was frightening her.

“I’m too tired. Can you be my pillow for a while?” he murmured. The day’s workload wasn’t much more than before, but with Margaret around, Gideon inexplicably started feeling fatigued. Perhaps it was due to enduring for too long. In the presence of someone he could trust,

Gideon began to relax unconsciously.

“I’m a person, not a pillow,” Margaret retorted. She couldn’t help but feel frustrated at being compared to an object. The most hateful thing was that she couldn’t refute it.