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"No, I just... I'm just not used to this." Zoe wished she could disappear into a hole.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She couldn't understand why Nash, who knew she worked in the advertising department, would arrange for her to meet with Eugene.

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't recall any advertising collaboration with the Lowe Corporation. Then, a sudden thought struck her, and it startled her.

With an uneasy heart, she entered the meeting room, only to find out that Nash wasn't even in the office. Zoe felt a surge of anger.

"Miss Zoe-no, Manager Zoe-how about a cup of tea first?"

Eugene, knowing full well that Zoe had been tricked into coming, chose not to reveal it. If Nash had set this up, he must have understood Eugene's intentions, so there was no need to hide anything.

After drinking a cup of tea, Eugene felt light-headed, as if he had consumed alcohol. He knew Nash wasn't the type to use underhanded methods, but if he hadn't been sure of that, he might have suspected something was wrong with the tea.

"Mr. Lowe, what kind of business are you here to discuss with us?" Zoe intended to get straight to the point. If it wasn't part of her responsibilities, she would look for an excuse to bow out.

Eugene stood up and drank a glass of water, but it did nothing to relieve his dizziness. Frustrated, he narrowed his eyes.

In a few steps, he closed the distance between them, leaned on the table, and got dangerously close. "Miss Zoe, what exactly is York Corporation trying to do? Have I overestimated you all?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Zoe detected the disdain in his voice and pushed him aside, stepping away as she reminded him, "If Mr. Lowe has no official business to discuss, then I won't keep you company. I have other matters to attend to and don't have time for idle chatter." "Drugging me in the tea. Isn't that an attempt to do something to me?"

Eugene sneered, and in two steps, he had her trapped against the wall, his face inches from hers. "However, if something were to happen between us, I wouldn't mind. But after that, I might see you and York Corporation in a very different light." Zoe was stunned.

Nash would never deceive her. York Corporation had no reason to make such a sacrifice. This shouldn't be happening. It just couldn't be...

The more Zoe thought about it, the more uncertain she felt. In the end, she found herself staring blankly at Eugene, who was now so close to her.

She had no idea what to do. It felt like whatever choice she made would be wrong.

If she didn't resist, it would seem like she was going along with Nash's plan. If she did resist, Eugene might interpret it as playing hard to get.

She started to cry.

Tears fell onto Eugene's face, and he wiped them away, frowning in confusion. "Are you unhappy? Did this upset you?"

"I didn't do it. I didn't know anything. I have no idea what's going on," Zoe sobbed, her voice filled with grievance.

She had every reason to feel wronged. At a previous matchmaking event, she had nearly been drugged and taken away by someone named Michael.

Now, she was being betrayed by someone she trusted the most. How could she not feel wronged?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lowe. Please, let me go. You know what kind of person I am. I really don't know anything."

Zoe didn't dare to look at him, but after a while, when she heard no response. She turned her head and found herself staring into his deep, sorrowful eyes. She froze.

The look in his eyes, filled with pain and struggle, seemed to reach out and grab her, as if trying to hold her back. It was almost as if he was silentlycrying out in agony, and to her surprise, she felt a pang of sympathy for him.

Without thinking, her hands began to lift, almost touching Eugene's face. But he quickly stepped back, putting some distance between them.

"Miss Zoe believe you didn't know

about this. But the fact remains. Øve

been drugged. Please leave. I'm

afraid won't be able to control

myself and might end up huning yout."

With that, Eugene turned and walked to the corner of the room.

Zoe bolted out of the meeting room and rushed to the secretary, urgently asking about the tea. The secretary looked baffled, clearly unaware of what she was talking about.

Frustrated, Zoe demanded, "Where

is Nash? Does he think that by

staying away, I'll forgive him? Tell him that if he resorts to these kinds of tactics, how is he any different from William?"