Chapter 349 - 345, No distinction between superior and inferior
Dive into Chapter 349 of "Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride": She is not lustful, not desperate for a man, but she is not very old... Find out more!
She is not lustful, not desperate for a man, but she is not very old yet and has more than half of her life ahead; she doesnāt want to end up lonely.
She just wishes, after retreating from society, to find someone she can talk to, someone who can provide fulfilling companionship on a spiritual level.
Now, it seems that even this simple request is hard to fulfill.
Titus Zane has locked himself in a world of self-induced panic, unresponsive to the overt and covert struggle between the two men.
However, her non-resistance, in Nathan Mooreās eyes, seemed like a tacit approval, an agreement with Wesley Foley, united against him.
His eyes grew colder, he extended his arm, grabbed Titus Zaneās wrist, and forcefully pulled her away from Wesleyās restraint.
In a daze, Titus Zane staggered forward and bumped into Nathan Mooreās chest, looking up to meet his teasing handsome face.
"Sister, donāt you think my words make a lot of sense?"
Nathan Moore deliberately emphasized the word "sister," but Titus Zane could read a grudging tone in his words.
She blinked, still in shock.
What did he... just say? She hadnāt paid attention, so she didnāt know how to respond, bewildered, just as she saw the man holding her wrist suddenly smile with doting affection in his dark eyes.
"Slipping away when itās time to talk business, letās see how youāll be punished back home!"
Nathan Mooreās words were also subtly phrased; as family, his words were not to be criticized, but if one were to deliberate further, they could lead to wild conjectures.
Wesley Foleyās hand, hanging in the air, clenched tighter, his fair handsome face turning cloudy.
Is this man, now openly trying to compete with him?
Not even taking into account his identity as a brother-in-law?
Such a sanctimonious beast in gentlemanās clothing!
Titus Zane quickly reacted, stepping back to keep a safe distance from Nathan Moore, retrieved her wrist, turned around, and with a slight smile towards the brooding Wesley, said:
"Director Foley, didnāt you come to invite me to lunch? Letās hurry, or else Secretary Zhang will have reasons to complain about us being late in the afternoon."
That Secretary Zhang disapproved of Titus Zane was no secret.
Before Titus Zane worked as an assistant, preparing tea and coffee was usually the secretaryās job, but since Titus Zaneās arrival, her role had become much like that of a doorman at the entrance of a residential complex.
Hence, she held opinions about Titus Zane.
Before Wesley could respond, Titus Zane had already walked over to the coat rack, took down her jacket, draped it over her arm, and then grabbed Wesleyās wrist, heading towards the office door together.
"Letās go, Iām quite hungry, but remember, youāre treating this meal."
Thinking of another presence behind him, Wesley turned his passivity into initiative, holding Titus Zaneās hand in his arm, his gaze down, lips slightly raised, "Sure, my treat."
Three words, gentle and indulgent.
In the office, Nathan Moore was still sitting on Titus Zaneās desk, grabbed the blue folder on it, and slammed it back down.
Is this woman purposely doing this to spite him?
See how he deals with her tonight!
Getting up, Nathan Moore strode out to follow them.
His woman, how could he be at ease letting her be alone with a sanctimonious hypocrite?
What if she is taken advantage of?
The one to suffer would still be him.
Ultimately, the three of them sat down together for lunch.
In the Japanese restaurant, at the small square table in a private room, each of them held their own thoughts.
The two men sitting opposite each other, both harboring their own thoughts, saw the other as sanctimonious, each no better than the other.