Riley Hawthorne not only didn’t stop, but walked even faster. Seeing this, Zachary Sutton hurriedly grabbed her arm from behind, panting heavily, "My little ancestor, stop running." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novᴇlfire.net "Let go of me!" Riley Hawthorne shook off Zachary Sutton, her eyes reddening, stubbornly holding back tears. Zachary Sutton looked at Riley Hawthorne’s face, seeing the redness on her cheeks, his eyes full of guilt and distress. "Riley, I’m sorry for putting you through this." Riley Hawthorne turned her head, wiped her tears, and said, "President Sutton, there’s no need to apologize. This is between Ellie and me." Zachary Sutton quickly explained, "I just seriously criticized Ellie and even fired her. Riley, can you forgive me? Or, my little ancestor, have you calmed down?" Riley Hawthorne was slightly taken aback, not expecting Zachary Sutton to fire Ellie for her sake. Her grievances eased a little, but she still refused to relent verbally. "So what if you fired her? Do you think I’ll forgive you just for that? Zachary Sutton, don’t forget, when you rejected me, you weren’t so soft-hearted." Riley Hawthorne said with red eyes. Zachary Sutton sighed helplessly, "Riley, matters of the heart can’t be forced. I don’t want my rejection to cause you more harm. But today’s incident is my fault for not handling it well and putting you through this." Riley Hawthorne bit her lip, silent for a moment. "Zachary Sutton, I just don’t understand, what’s wrong with me? Why don’t you like me?" Zachary Sutton looked at Riley Hawthorne, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. "Riley, you’re wonderful, I’m just not worthy of you. You’re the eldest daughter of the Hawthorne Family, and I’m a notorious playboy. The gap between us is too big." Riley Hawthorne shook her head, "I don’t care about that. I only know that I like you, and that’s enough." Zachary Sutton felt a wave of emotion, but he still couldn’t accept Riley Hawthorne’s feelings. "Riley, you deserve someone better. Don’t waste your time on someone like me." "Zachary Sutton, are you saying this deliberately just to reject me?" Zachary Sutton gave a bitter smile, "Riley, you don’t understand me. I love to have fun, and there are many women around me. We’re not suitable, I don’t want to delay you, you deserve a better man, I’ve always seen you as a sister and don’t want you to get hurt because of me." Riley Hawthorne shook her head, "I don’t believe it. The Zachary Sutton I know isn’t . You must be lying to me." Zachary Sutton sighed, "Riley, I’m telling the truth. You’re a good girl, you should find someone who loves you wholeheartedly, not me." Riley Hawthorne’s tears welled up again, "Zachary Sutton, I don’t care what you were like before, I only know I like you. I believe, you will change for me." "Riley, don’t be silly. I’m not worth you doing this." Zachary Sutton frowned, he didn’t expect Riley Hawthorne to be so persistent, what if Master Hawthorne found out he led his sister astray, wouldn’t he peel off a layer of his skin? Riley Hawthorne wiped her tears, "Whether or not you’re worth it is for me to decide. Zachary Sutton, I won’t give up. I will make you fall for me." Looking at Riley Hawthorne’s determined eyes, Zachary Sutton furrowed his brow even deeper and changed the subject, "Riley, let’s go do the market research first. Don’t let this affect our work." Riley Hawthorne looked at Zachary Sutton, feeling somewhat distressed, but she also knew work was important. She sniffed and said, "Alright, let’s work first." "Stella, there’s a social dinner tonight. Come with me after work! I’ll pay you overtime." Hearing Silas Everett’s words, Stella Fletcher nodded excitedly, "President Everett, no problem." She was initially worried about not adapting to the new company, but she didn’t expect Silas Everett not to put on any airs of a boss, he often treated employees to coffee and actively cared for them, and the new benefits were also good. It had to be said, this was the "perfect boss" in Stella Fletcher’s mind. After work, Stella Fletcher tidied up her attire a bit, preparing to accompany Silas Everett to the dinner. She felt both nervous and a bit excited, as this was her first time attending such an event as a secretary. So, Stella Fletcher hurriedly sent a WeChat message to her close friend, Vivian Lynch. Stella Fletcher: [Vivian, tonight I’m going to a social dinner with the boss.] Vivian Lynch: [Really? Stella, be careful, don’t let the boss take advantage of you.] Stella Fletcher: [What are you thinking? My new boss is young and capable, you think he’s the same as the old miser! Let me tell you, our boss is so handsome.] Vivian Lynch: [Since he’s so handsome, haven’t you thought of capturing him?] Seeing this message, Stella Fletcher’s face flushed instantly, she was preparing to reply when she heard Silas Everett’s voice in her ear. "Stella, are you ready?" Stella Fletcher quickly put away her phone and answered in a somewhat flustered manner, "President Everett, ready." Silas Everett noticed Stella Fletcher’s slightly flushed cheeks, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn’t ask more. "Then let’s go." Outside the company, the assistant had already driven the car over, Silas Everett opened the car door first and then said to Stella Fletcher, "Get in!" Stella Fletcher didn’t expect Silas Everett to be such a gentleman, and he opened the back door, not the front passenger seat. Did this mean he wanted her to sit in the back with him? Thinking of this, Stella Fletcher’s cheeks heated up even more, her heart pounding furiously. What to do? The new boss is not only handsome but also so gentlemanly, she couldn’t help but feel shy! "Thank you." Stella Fletcher said, blushing, nodding toward Silas Everett, and quickly got into the luxury car. Silas Everett curled his lips slightly, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes, and he got in as well. The car drove steadily on the road, but there was a subtle atmosphere inside. Stella Fletcher was so nervous that her hands were tightly clasped, occasionally glancing at Silas Everett, but dared not look too long. Silas Everett appeared calm, looking at the files in his hand, and occasionally noticing Stella Fletcher’s unease when he glanced up. "You seem nervous?" Silas Everett suddenly asked. Stella Fletcher was startled by his question, her face instantly reddening, and she gave an awkward smile, "A little bit." Silas Everett chuckled lightly, "First time on a social dinner with the boss, right? No need to be too nervous, relax." Hearing this, Stella Fletcher gradually relaxed, nodding subconsciously. Soon, the car fell into silence again. Stella Fletcher couldn’t help but take out her phone and saw several WeChat messages from Vivian Lynch that she hadn’t had time to reply to. Vivian Lynch: [Stella, are you still there?] Stella Fletcher: [I’m here, the boss just came, I didn’t have time to check my phone, we’re already on our way to the dinner.] Vivian Lynch: [Quick, take a picture and show me. Just how handsome is your boss, since you praise him so much.] Stella Fletcher: [Huh? I don’t dare to.] Vivian Lynch: [Just sneak a picture, it’s fine, just don’t let him catch you.]