The man was impeccably attired, and he had a very powerful aura.
He had the perfect body ratio, and his legs were incomparably slender and straight.
His shirt buttons and tie were meticulously fastened. He was ascetic and noble. As soon as he made an appearance, he brought about such brilliance that the huge company was reduced to being nothing more than a background picture.
He was the master of this company, and he was the king who was in control of this company’s life and death—Zivon.
The manager at the front desk and the security personnel bowed respectfully and greeted him politely.
“Hello, Chairman Burton.”
“Hello, Chairman Burton.”
He was met with the sound of people greeting him wherever he went.
Xavia looked at him, feeling as if she was watching an idol television drama.
She subconsciously lowered her head to greet him. “Hello, Chairman Burton…”
Zivon knitted his brows. Chairman Burton? Did she think that she was an employee here?
Zivon walked in front of her and he stopped one step in front of her. After that, he reached out his hand and held her wrist as he pulled her to his side.
“You learned how to joke around now? Don’t you refer to me intimately when we are at home?”
Um.
It was only then that Xavia realized that there was something wrong with how she was addressing him. But he should just talk if he had to. Why would he hug her in front of so many people at work? She was…not used to it.
She smiled awkwardly and said, “Mm. I was just kidding. This is the lunch box that I brought for you.”
Zivon hummed lightly. After that, he glanced at the security personnel present and instructed, “My wife can go in and out of this place as she pleases in future. You don’t need to stop her.”
It was domineering and dignified.
The words ‘my wife’ also made it seem even more protective and affectionate.
The security personnel lowered their heads as they received his order. “Yes, Chairman Burton!”
Zivon didn’t stay much longer. He brought Xavia with him as he turned around and strode into the company. They stepped into the chairman’s special elevator and went upstairs.
The company lobby.
In the dark.
Dylan Burton narrowed his sharp eyes as he watched their backs as they disappeared.
He recalled that Jenna had always been very sharp and arrogant. Even if Zivon had already instructed the security personnel, she would find many different excuses to scold the security personnel and enter the company by force.
Why was she being so gentle today?
In the elevator.
There was only Zivon and Xavia.
His slender and broad hand was holding her hand from the beginning to the end.
The temperature of his hand wasn’t warm or hot, but Xavia constantly felt that there was an inexplicable electricity passing into her bloodstream through her skin, and it made her feel very nervous.
Calm down.
When he said ‘my wife’ just now, he was referring to Jenna. When he instructed the security personnel that she would be allowed to come in and out as she pleased, he was also referring to Jenna.
The fact that he was holding her hand now was also because he was holding Jenna’s hand. She was simply taking Jenna’s place.
As for her, there was not a trace of relationship between the both of them at all.
Ding.
The elevator doors opened.
Xavia retracted her thoughts and pulled her small hand out of his big one as she awkwardly came up with a topic for conversation.
“The company is so big. So, it turns out that you work in this kind of environment. It’s really great.”
As soon as her words fell.
A woman wearing a black suit uniform with an amazing figure walked up to them.
“Chairman Burton, the young mistress is here. Do you need me to prepare coffee or fruit juice for her?”
She was beautiful, dazzling and an absolute stunner.
Zivon naturally replied, “Fruit juice.”
Xavia was silent.
She was about to get a nosebleed.
Was that woman just now Zivon’s secretary?
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