You or Me?

After speaking, Amelia stood up and slowly left the office. Before she walked out, she turned back with a smile and said, "Miss Harper, feel free to talk to Mr. Frost. I'll be waiting for you in my office."

Bella's face turned sour as she remembered the intimate and affectionate gestures between them. She clenched her fingers tightly.

"Miss Harper, what can I help you with?" Ethan's tone was calm, his expression slightly gentle as he looked at Bella.

Bella was still taken aback by the recent events, feeling like it was all a dream. But the pain in her tightly clenched fingers confirmed the reality of what she had witnessed.

"Mr. Frost, what is your relationship with Ms. Sophia?" Bella hesitated for a moment, unable to contain her curiosity and displeasure, and asked.

Carefully observing Ethan's expression, hoping to read something from it.

Ethan smirked lightly, casually glancing at Bella.

"Ms. Sophia is my fiancée and the future mistress of Grand Group. So, whatever Ms. Sophia says, represents Grand Group's stance. I hope Miss Harper will cooperate accordingly."

"...What?" Fiancée.

Ethan, you already have a fiancée, so why did you treat me differently?

Smiling at me, complimenting my nails, even asking me out for coffee...

It turns out, it was all for business. You manipulate emotions for your own gain, but I took it seriously.

Bella's face turned ugly, feeling as if a beautiful dream had shattered, her heart aching.

Sophia, I will make you pay the price.

"What's wrong, Miss Harper? Are you alright?" Ethan's words brought her back from her contemplation to reality.

"I'm fine. I'll go find Ms. Sophia."

Ethan nodded gently, and Bella left the office, feeling nothing but anger.

She had been deceived, and Ethan actually intended to make an orphan his fiancée.

Feeling dizzy and disoriented, Bella didn't go back to Sophia's office. Instead, she left Grand Group directly.

...

"Strange, Bel hasn't come back yet. I wonder if she'll be able to handle Sophia," Delilah muttered to Charles while frequently glancing at the door.

The sky had already darkened, and an hour had passed since Harper Group's office hours ended. Delilah repeatedly dialed her phone, but no one answered, which only increased her worry, making her feel restless.

Charles sighed and walked over to Delilah, looking out at the dark road outside where Bella's trace couldn't be seen.

"Don't worry, at most Sophia will vent some frustration. She won't do anything to her," Charles reassured her.

Upon hearing this, Delilah turned her head with a cold laugh, full of complaints.

"If you knew that, why did you send Bel? She has a strong personality, what if..."

Charles shook his head, glancing at her. "...Are you worried she might take her own life? Don't worry, she definitely won't."

"Then quickly call Grand Group and ask why our daughter hasn't returned yet!"

"No need, she'll definitely come back. Maybe she has something to attend to outside. It would be embarrassing if we called and she wasn't at Grand Group."

"Awkward? Ha, nothing is more important than your hypocritical face, nothing is more important than money. Framing Amelia and her mother, making Bel take the lead, and now you're just making a phone call to find her? That's how good of a father you are."

A heavy emphasis was placed on "father."

During the conversation, Delilah stared intensely at Charles, her eyes filled with a chilling glare. After finishing, she gave a cold laugh and walked upstairs.

Charles clenched his fist, watching Delilah's figure, a sinister aura seeming to emanate from his eyes.

...

"What time is it?"

Bella glanced at the watch on her wrist, feeling disoriented and dizzy. She had come to Chinchol Manor since the afternoon and had been drinking until now.

As she stood up, intending to leave, she stumbled a few steps forward and coincidentally bumped into someone.

"Who's there? " Bella yelled in a daze. But upon closer inspection, she felt a sense of familiarity. She slowly pointed her finger at the person in front of her after hesitating for a moment, thinking it through. "Michael?"

Michael nodded, looking at her intoxicated state with confusion.

"How did you end up like this?"

Bella pushed him lightly and nodded.

"I'm happy, haha... I'm going to be Mrs. Frost... I'm... happy, so happy."

Mrs. Frost? Her?

Michael gave her a disdainful glance. It was ridiculous that Ethan could be interested in her.

However, with the recent collaboration between Harper Group and Grand Group, it wasn't entirely impossible.

Michael hesitated as he looked at Bella, and Andrew walked in from behind him.

"Why aren't you going in? What are you looking at?"

"Bro, it's Bella, Charles's daughter," Michael said.

Andrew froze for a moment, observing her for a while before a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"She looks decent enough, just a person getting drunk alone. Charles must be quite at ease."

As Andrew spoke, he reached out his hand and gently touched Bella's face. Bella stood there, feeling disoriented, and pushed him away.

"Oh, this girl is quite feisty," Andrew said, getting even more handsy with her.

Michael pulled Andrew aside and said, "She just said she will become the wife of the CEO of Grand Group. Let's not mess with her."

After hearing Michael's words, a disdainful smirk appeared on his face as he carefully observed Bella.

"Are you saying Ethan is interested in her? That's perfect! He's the one who ruined my eco-friendly building materials. They're still sitting unsold. Now, I finally have a chance to taste what belongs to him."

After Andrew finished speaking, he supported the intoxicated Bella and asked softly, "Would you like to come with me?"

Bella felt her head heavy, took a glance at Andrew, and tried to push him away but ended up fainting.

"What happened to her? It's better not to mess with her, or else Grand Group..." Michael said hesitantly.

Michael's words made Andrew let out an annoyed snort. He stood there, carefully observing Bella.

"You think I'm scared? Well, now we have a way. We can make Harper Group help us dispose of the eco-friendly building materials and make Grand Group suffer silently. The future wife of Grand Group's CEO? Hahaha."

Andrew carried Bella and booked a room.

Michael followed behind and entered the room. Andrew threw Bella to the side and watched her drunken, unconscious state with a sinister smile. Her face flushed with a hint of red, looking exceptionally adorable.

Andrew turned around and looked at Michael, patting him on the shoulder.

"Should it be you, or should it be me?"

"What?" Michael stepped back in panic, but his eyes were fixed on Bella, gleaming with anticipation.