Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 212: The protein chain and medical formula could only be understood by Greyson. She seemed conflicted as she held the document bag. At that moment, her phone rang twice-it was a WhatsApp message. Unlocking her phone, she saw it was from Milton. "I'm up. Where are you?" Candice furrowed her brow as she read the message. Why did he feel the need to tell her as soon as he woke up? Did he expect her to be by his side, waiting for him to wake? Did that bastard really think he was a sleeping prince, always needing someone to save him?

Exasperated, Candice replied, "I'm working." Milton responded quickly, "Tonight, I will be having dinner with some people. It will be over precisely at 10:00." Candice frowned, pondering Milton's intentions. Was he suggesting she come to his house? He was clearly building castles in the air! Regardless of his motives, she was not about to be around him any sooner! Instead of replying directly, Candice asked, "How do you feel now?" "How do you think I feel?" Milton shot back. Reading that, Candice found herself unable to type a word. She couldn't compose a reply.

Milton eventually sent another message. "Come later. You left your clothes in the bathroom." Candice stared at the phone in disbelief. She had indeed showered at his place this morning but left her clothes in the bathroom. She wanted so badly to reply, "Throw them away. I can't wear them again!" just like he usually did. Still, she thought it would be inappropriate. Ultimately, she decided to ignore his message. Latest novels at gⱯlnσνes․cøm There was a bit of distance between the law firm and the Hyatt Hotel. The neon lights lining the road were a sight to behold.

Candice peered out the window at the rapidly changing landscape. Suddenly, she recalled several remarks made on the forum earlier that day. Someone had said she had fallen in love with Milton. Ridiculous! Another fool claimed her physical being had already accepted him! Why would they think she had developed romantic feelings for him? She shook her head hard, realizing how foolish it was to consider those dull responses from random internet users. Obviously, none of it would come true. To collect her thoughts, she took a deep breath. The cab soon pulled up at the Hyatt Hotel.

She paid, entered the opulent lobby, and took the elevator to the top floor. . . .