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Reik’s reputation preceded him. He was known for his unpredictable and often cruel actions. I was the one who had bumped into that woman first. If she suffered because of it, my consc ience wouldn’t be able to bear it.
But I was still afraid of him. So as I asked the question, I instinctively clenched my fists.
My fingers were gently pried open. Reik let out an abrupt, soft laugh.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, reaching up to ruffle my hair.
“Of course, I’m just firing her,” he said.
The white text feed was a dense, unreadable wall of exclamations and questions.
[???]
[Hilarious.)
[It’s been almost ten years, and this is the first time I’ve ever known he could laugh.]
[‘Just firing her“? Why don’t I believe that for a second?】
[The last person who got dragged away by his bodyguards like that was this girl…)
[And that was without his direct orders, and she was beaten half to death.]
[And now he’s just bringing someone into his private territory…]
[Has he actually fallen for her?]
[I seriously can’t see a single special thing about this girl…]
[Is this suddenly going to be some cliché story about a powerful CEO falling for a plain, ugly duckling?]
