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He pushed her away with some disgust, removed the coat she had dirtied, and casually asked, "Are you being difficult again, causing trouble?"

Lumi Hawthorne pretended to choke back tears, "How could I? It's just that the clothes didn't suit me, and I complained a bit. Then the costume assistant slapped me!"

As she spoke, she moved closer to Ronan, presenting her face. From up close, her heavily powdered face showed large pores, flaking skin, and dislodged false eyelashes.

Ronan pushed her away with extreme disgust, took out a handkerchief, and cleaned his hands meticulously. Only after wiping each of his long fingers did he casually ask, "Didn't you retaliate?"

"That little bitch quit after hitting me!" Lumi Hawthorne gritted her teeth.

She twisted closer, pinching her throat coquettishly, "Ronan, you must help me teach her a lesson!"

Ronan frowned, speaking casually, "She's already resigned. How can I teach her? Your new movie is about to be released, and we can't have negative news of you hitting someone."

Though Ronan spoke casually, his words carried undeniable authority, making Lumi Hawthorne tremble, lowering her head, whispering, "I understand."

"I have something to attend to; I'll leave first," Ronan said, pushing her out of the car.

Lumi Hawthorne stomped her feet in anger, thinking she had a hold on Ronan's heart, only to find out that he wouldn't even vent his anger for her!

After driving Lumi Hawthorne away, Ronan sat in the car with closed eyes, lost in thought.

The driver, through the rearview mirror, observed the young man emitting a cold aura in the back seat, respectfully inquiring, "Sir, where to now?"

Ronan opened his eyes but didn't speak. After a moment, he said in a calm tone, "Let's go to Mayo Medical Center!"

The Mayo Medical Center had a serene environment and was the most prestigious hospital in T City.

Ronan visited here discreetly every month. He walked quietly up to the VIP room's door, where a girl lay quietly.

Ronan stood at the door for a long time, the light outside casting a faint sadness over his whole being.

After a while, he took slow steps forward.

The girl lay quietly in bed, kept alive by a ventilator, her face pale like translucent porcelain, as if she could lose her life at any moment.

Ronan saw her pale face, his eyes glinting slightly.

He bent down, holding her hand, pretending she could hear, and self-deceivingly said, "Cordelia, you look better today. I'm trying my best to find a suitable bone marrow for you. When I do, you'll be saved. By then, I'll marry you, and you'll truly be the wife of the CEO..."

Ronan whispered words into the girl's ear for a long time, his gaze tender in a way never seen before.

He gently kissed her cheek, treating her like the most precious treasure in the world.

Two years ago, during the intense internal strife at ZenithVentures, Ronan was kidnapped and locked in a warehouse.

Later, the warehouse caught fire, but fortunately, Cordelia Locke was able to save him.

They were strangers, yet she had bravely carried him out despite their unfamiliarity. However, once outside, they both collapsed.

He woke up, but she didn't.

Doctors said Cordelia Locke had leukemia, triggered by the smoke inhalation, leaving her in her current unconscious state.

In the fierce internal struggle at ZenithVentures, the Vale family would never agree to Ronan marrying a woman in a coma.

Ronan accepted a family alliance and married a stranger he didn't know. After the marriage, he began to live a debauched life, indulging in luxuries to deceive those in the family.

However, in secret, he was steadily consolidating his power, waiting for the day when he could completely control Zenith Ventures.

As for the woman he married, he didn't even remember her name or face.

Yet, this woman had self-awareness and never uttered a word about his philandering ways. Every month, he would allocate a meager ten thousand dollars as her living expenses.

Considering she was his wife, the amount seemed too paltry, especially when he easily spent hundreds of thousands on the celebrities he dated.

Nevertheless, once Cordelia Locke's surgery was successful, he planned to divorce her and provide substantial alimony for the understanding wife.

"Lyra! Open the door!" Urgent knocking echoed from outside.

Lyra, busy applying for jobs online, startled and hurried to open the door. As she did, a red figure rushed in - bright-eyed, sharp, and full of vigor. Who else could it be but Calla?

"I heard you punched Lumi Hawthorne!" Calla's excitement mixed with gossip.

Lyra pressed her lips together, took a breath, and replied, "She's the woman Ronan brought home."

"What!" Calla's pupils contracted. She cursed, "So, she's that despicable woman! I knew it. Why wouldn't you hit her? Well done!" She clenched her fist, exclaiming, "It's a pity I wasn't there; I'd have beaten this shameless homewrecker to death!"

Lyra sighed, somewhat resigned. "Although I got my anger out, I lost my job."

Calla leaned closer, patting her back in comfort. "It's not a big deal! My dad often says, 'Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.' Maybe you'll find an even better job soon."

Lyra was about to respond when her phone rang suddenly.

Feeling a bit tense, Lyra and Calla exchanged a glance. Lyra picked up the phone; it was an unknown number.

"Is this Miss Lyra?"

"Yes, who's this?"

"I'm from the Human Resources department of Horizon Global Enterprises Inc. We saw your resume online and would like you to attend an interview."

Calla, excited, urged her by gestures, mouthing, "Say yes!"

After confirming the appointment, Calla widened her eyes. "It's Horizon Global Enterprises Inc.! Lyra, you're so lucky!"

Lyra looked perplexed. Calla quickly explained, "Horizon Global Enterprises Inc. is a company that emerged in the last two years. Rumor has it they're a major player, akin to your husband's Zenith Ventures."

Just as Calla finished, she grimaced and hit herself on the mouth. "I said the wrong thing again! Why did I mention that scumbag?"

"Calla, help me pick out an outfit for the interview!" Lyra said, ignoring the comment about her husband.

"Sure thing!" Calla immediately jumped up.