That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Victor ignored her question and coldly stared at her, “How far have you gone with him?”

Hearing this question, Olivia’s brows furrowed sharply, and her voice lowered, “Victor, stop being unreasonable. There’s nothing between me and my senior. Even if there was, what does it have to do with you? What right do you have to interfere in my private matters?”

Victor clenched his hands, struggling to suppress the anger boiling inside him.

The air grew tense.

Seeing the stubborn man in front of her, Olivia felt a wave of exhaustion.

“Please, Mr. Leer, know your place.” After a moment, Olivia lowered her eyes and spoke coldly, “I’m leaving now. Please let go, Mr. Leer.”

The grip on her wrist loosened.

Without hesitation, Olivia withdrew her hand and looked up at the person in front of her. “I am just friends with my senior. Please, Mr. Leer, don’t trouble him. And stop having people watch me.”

With that, without waiting for Victor’s response, Olivia almost fled as she turned and got into her car.

Watching Olivia’s car slowly disappear from sight, Victor finally came to his senses, his hand at his side slowly clenching.

A moment later, he slammed his fist onto the car door with a bang.

Olivia was right, he indeed had no standing to interfere in her private matters now.

But just thinking about her being so close to another man made Victor unable to suppress his anger!

“Victor?” Abigail Whitaker happened to return from outside and saw Victor at the door of her house. She affectionately moved closer to him.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

As she got closer, she sensed the cold aura around Victor.

Abigail Whitaker’s heart trembled, and for a moment, she forgot what she wanted to say. But she had already caught Victor’s attention, the man looked up at her indifferently.

Meeting his gaze, Abigail Whitaker’s mind went blank for a second, and her smile stiffened a bit. “Are you… leaving?”

Victor responded with a cold monosyllable, “Yes.”

Abigail Whitaker nervously clutched her handbag and asked in a panic, “Um… how is Emma doing? I haven’t visited her these past few days, so I don’t know…”

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the person in front of her give her a cold glance and then open the car door and get in right in front of her.

The car door slammed shut in front of her eyes.

Abigail Whitaker’s voice stopped abruptly.

The next second, the car sped away almost brushing against her body.

Abigail Whitaker was so frightened that she took several steps back. It wasn’t until Victor’s car disappeared from sight that she slowly regained her composure.

After standing at the door for a while, Abigail Whitaker turned and entered the villa.

Liam and Isaac were sitting on the sofa discussing company matters. Seeing her come in, they both looked over simultaneously.

“Grandpa,” Abigail Whitaker smiled and sat down next to Liam, affectionately hugging his arm.

Liam had always doted on her. His anger usually lasted only a few days. Now that Olivia’s matter was resolved, his attitude towards his granddaughter became affectionate again. He responded with a smile.

Isaac frowned at her, “Where have you been again?”

Abigail Whitaker pouted playfully, “Just out shopping with friends.”

After speaking, she cautiously looked at her brother, “Did Victor come by just now?”

Isaac raised an eyebrow slightly, “How did you know?”

Thinking about her encounter at the door earlier, Abigail Whitaker complained with a bitter face, “I ran into him at the door just now. I don’t know what’s wrong with him, he was so angry.”