That man, so lofty and godlike, actually apologized to her. It was the first time in his life—and it was because of this little woman before him. The moment he spoke those words, no matter how much resentment he held inside, something within him was moved. Janet lowered her head, not meeting his pained and apologetic gaze, but a certain part of her heart slowly began to warm...
All afternoon, Janet didn't go to Charles's office, and he, as if seeing clearly through everything, didn't call for her either. Until the end of the workday, he deliberately delayed leaving, hoping to go home with her. He knew she hadn't forgiven him yet, and he wasn't the type to defend himself—he just wanted to see her a little longer.
As Janet stepped out of Black Rock Co., she saw a black Bugatti Veyron parked right in front of her. No matter how she tried to avoid it, he seemed to purposely block her path, honking the horn repeatedly.
