Three seconds later.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine couldn\u2019t hold back a curse, sitting up and turning to\u00a0<\/p>\n
glare at Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you said you didn\u2019t drug me!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick sighed helplessly, \u201cSomeone was clinging to me, so\u00a0<\/p>\n
afraid I\u2019d be snatched away, and somehow that\u2019s my fault.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow could I\u2026 possibly\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine said, her voice lacking conviction.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After all, in that memory, she really had been upset because all\u00a0<\/p>\n
the heiresses at the party had crushes on Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick reached out and tapped her on the nose.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were such a little jealous thing back then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine swatted his hand away irritably and made a face at\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, the tables have turned. Now you\u2019re the jealous type.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201c\u201d\u2018The jealous type\u2018 is one thing, but what\u2019s this about an \u2018old\u00a0<\/p>\n
jealous type\u2018?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick was not happy with that nickname.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He frowned. \u201cI\u2019m not that much older than you, am I?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNever mind that. Just admit it, are you or aren\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a moment, Roderick nodded. \u201cIf it\u2019s a term of endearment,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll reluctantly admit to it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine\u2019s lips twitched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who calls \u2018the jealous type\u2018 a term of endearment?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen again, even if I am the jealous type, I\u2019m not as bad as\u00a0<\/p>\n
you. Who gets so jealous they end up marrying the guy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine deflated when she heard that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was true. How could she be so naive, getting jealous to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
point of marrying him?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shot him a sideways glance. \u201cYou\u2019re not one to talk, Mr.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livingston. I heard you transferred Meagan from the records.\u00a0<\/p>\n
room to a branch office?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Could it be because I had to hand off work to her every day?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After saying that, Madeleine had a smug look on her face, as if\u00a0<\/p>\n
she\u2019d just scored a point.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I heard Meagan just graduated from college not long ago.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A young, good\u2013looking college kid, huh\u2026 a lot of colleagues\u00a0<\/p>\n
were complimenting her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With every word of praise from Madeleine, Roderick\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
expression soured a little more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Looking at him now, calling him \u2018the jealous type\u2018 was a\u00a0<\/p>\n
compliment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSee? See!\u00a0<\/p>\n
And you said you weren\u2019t as bad as me. You\u2019re the king of\u00a0<\/p>\n
jealousy, got it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Madeleine had a tail, it would be sticking straight up in the air\u00a0<\/p>\n
right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick narrowed his eyes, then reached up and loosened his\u00a0<\/p>\n
tie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I\u2019m too nice, is that it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine deliberately added fuel to the fire. \u201cDid I hit a nerve,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mr. Livingston? Getting all defensive now?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh, it\u2019s fine. She might be young, but she\u2019s not as mature as\u00a0<\/p>\n
you. She might be good\u2013looking, but she\u2019s not as steady as\u00a0<\/p>\n
you!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick: \u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
She might as well have just called him old.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He reached out, hooked an arm around Madeleine\u2019s neck, and\u00a0<\/p>\n
pulled her close. Roderick leaned in, his dangerous aura\u00a0<\/p>\n
instantly overwhelming her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine. Since you\u2019ve said it, it would be a shame for this \u2018king of\u00a0<\/p>\n
jealousy\u2018 not to do something to earn the title.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine\u2019s heart skipped a beat, and before she could react,\u00a0<\/p>\n
he swept her up into his arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, what are you doing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine was startled and quickly turned to look at the office\u00a0<\/p>\n
door, terrified someone would barge in and see them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter lunch, it\u2019s time for a nap.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as he finished speaking, the lounge door slammed\u00a0<\/p>\n
shut with a bang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the afternoon, Gerry came in with a document for Roderick to\u00a0<\/p>\n
sign.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as they were discussing work, the lounge door opened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine came out yawning, her eyes heavy with sleep. She\u00a0<\/p>\n
waved at Gerry when she saw him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHi, Gerry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ever since she learned about Gerry\u2019s background, Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n
had been filled with respect and admiration for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Whenever she ran into Gerry, she would beat around the bush\u00a0<\/p>\n
asking how he studied, which always made him break out in a\u00a0<\/p>\n
cold sweat, afraid that Daquan would ask to have him fired.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Right now, Gerry\u2019s attention was only on Mrs. Livingston\u2019s lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why did they look\u2026 swollen?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gerry\u2019s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, \u201cMrs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livingston, was the lunch not to your liking?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was it too spicy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSpicy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
No, we had Cantonese\u2013style dishes for lunch today.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, then why are your lips\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou talk so much. Should I sign you up for a children\u2019s hosting\u00a0<\/p>\n
competition?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick\u2019s icy tone instantly cut Gerry off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A chill ran up his spine, and he shivered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instantly, he realized Chase\u2019s lips weren\u2019t swollen from the\u00a0<\/p>\n
spice. They were obviously from being kissed!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Startled, Gerry turned to leave, but came back after taking two\u00a0<\/p>\n
steps.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, um, the signature\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 143\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick quickly signed his name, tossed the document over,\u00a0<\/p>\n
and gave him a warning look.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine hadn\u2019t caught on yet, her mind trying to figure out\u00a0<\/p>\n
what was wrong with lunch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe you should touch up your lipstick or something.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 144\u00a0<\/p>\n
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