The calmer Rona Muir appeared, the more it meant she was anything but calm inside.
Sean Kerr had known Rona Muir for so many years—how could he not understand her little quirks?
But before Sean could say anything, Rona had already turned and walked away, not intending to hear his explanation at all.
Just then, Sylvia Ran slowly walked over to Sean Kerr, her eyes flickering with satisfaction as she watched Rona's retreating figure.
Who told Rona Muir to be so close to Cecilia Gu?
She deserved to feel miserable!
Sylvia quickly masked her expression and looked pitifully at Sean Kerr. "I'm sorry, is it because of me that she misunderstood? I'll go find her and explain everything. I can't let a misunderstanding come between you two. I don't even care if she yells at me."
Sylvia pretended to move, but Sean immediately grabbed her.
Sean's eyes filled with guilt as he said to Sylvia, "Sylvia, don't say that. Let me handle this myself. It's not your fault."
Of course, Sylvia had no intention of actually explaining anything to Rona. She only said and did all that so Sean would take all the blame himself.
Sylvia looked like she was about to cry, which made Sean's heart ache for her.
"Alright, you'd better try talking to Charles about it. I can't help you this time. Last night, he was already mad at me because I helped you." Sean patted Sylvia's shoulder and turned to chase after Rona.
Sylvia's eyes flickered, and as she watched Sean chase after Rona, a look of disdain flashed in her gaze.
Sean grabbed Rona's wrist, forcing her to face him directly.
Rona was furious and struggled hard, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't break free from Sean's grip.
She never expected someone who looked so thin and weak to have such strength.
Rona got flustered and shouted, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Rona, I need to talk to you," Sean said, relieved to see her finally break her calm façade.
Her anger proved that she really cared.
From a distance, Cecilia Gu saw the two of them arguing and was about to go over, but Charles reached out and stopped her.
Cecilia looked at Charles in confusion. Charles's gaze was fixed on Sean Kerr, and he gently explained, "Let them handle their own affairs. Sean... he's serious about Rona Muir."
"How do you know?" Cecilia retorted.
Yeah, on her first day at work after getting married, she met Rona Muir.
"So that's why you were so patient with her?" Cecilia suddenly understood.
Back then, Cecilia thought Rona Muir and Charles had some other kind of relationship, because Rona Muir did test her that day.
That day really was just like this.
Now she finally understood—it was because Rona Muir was Sean Kerr's beloved.
Even the most important business partners, he wouldn't take time out to eat with them in the company restaurant alone.
Charles was just showing kindness for Sean's sake, so he let Rona Muir into his circle early on.
Back then, Cecilia thought Mo Ruona and Charles had some other kind of relationship, because Mo Ruona did test her that day.
Let Rona Muir use this chance to really figure out her own heart.
Charles was just showing kindness for Sean's sake, so he let Mo Ruona into his circle early on.
Cecilia thought about it—Charles made sense.
Rona Muir saw Cecilia and Charles leave, and she wanted to go too.
Charles took Cecilia's hand and walked away.
But before she could take a step, Sean Kerr pulled her back and pinned her against the wall, trapping her in his arms.
Rona Muir had never been this close to Sean Kerr before...
Rona Muir's chest was heaving, and Sean Kerr's eyes instantly darkened.
"Boss, why are you... looking at me like that?" Rona Muir didn't know why, but for the first time, she felt... uneasy around Sean Kerr.
Mo Ruona had never been this close to Sean Kerr before...
Sean was acting so weird today.
"Boss, why are you... looking at me like that?" Mo Ruona didn't know why, but for the first time, she felt... uneasy around Sean Kerr.
Sean Kerr was tall and slim, and honestly, he couldn't compare to Charles in looks.
Sean Kerr was tall and slim, and honestly, he couldn't compare to Charles in looks.
But who is Charles?
Sean just looked down at Rona Muir, watching her bite her lip nervously.
Standing next to Charles, Sean Kerr really didn't stand out.
He savored the feeling under his fingers—it was even better than he'd imagined.
"What you saw last night wasn't real," Sean said softly, his gaze locked on Rona Muir's face. "That's not my type."
Rona Muir froze, then blurted out, "Then what type do you like?"
"Someone like you," Sean finally admitted.
Rona Muir was completely stunned.
Suddenly, she understood how Cecilia felt when Charles confessed to her.
After keeping her by his side all these years, today was the day he'd finally pick the flower...
Even though Rona Muir looked dazed on the outside, her inner monologue was running through a thousand Weibo posts.
Sean saw Rona Muir spacing out and finally sighed, "I finally get why you're so good to Cecilia."
"Why?" Rona Muir repeated mechanically.
"Because... you two are exactly alike when you're being dumb." Sean replied with a sneer.
What? Dumb? He called us dumb?
You're the dumb one!
Rona Muir finally snapped out of it and shoved Sean hard.
Sean wasn't expecting it and was pushed back a little, but he still didn't move away from her.
Rona Muir remembered how Sean always seemed to dislike Cecilia, and her anger flared up: "You think Cecilia and I are dumb? Yeah, so what? If you don't like it, stop saying such ambiguous things! Sylvia Ran isn't dumb, go after her! Don't let this dumb woman get in your way!"
Sean raised an eyebrow at Rona Muir. "Are you jealous?"
#What do you do when your hot boss pins you against the wall? Waiting online for answers.#
Jealous my ass! I'm pissed off!
"You give her way too much credit!" Rona Muir sneered. "Sean, you don't like Cecilia, and now you say you like my type? Isn't that ridiculous? You just said Cecilia and I are both dumb, so shouldn't you hate my type?"
"Are you standing up for Cecilia?" Sean kept raising his eyebrow.
"That's right!" Rona Muir raised her eyebrow too, staring fearlessly at Sean. "So you can side with Sylvia Ran, but I can't side with Cecilia?"
"Sylvia and I grew up together. Our bond is something no one else can match. You haven't known Cecilia that long." Sean frowned. "That woman really is something—she's charmed Charles and now she's charmed you too!"
Rona Muir burst out laughing. "Sean, can you not be so full of yourself? Your bond with Sylvia Ran is so special no one can compare? So I can't compare either? If I can't measure up to Sylvia, why say you like my type? Sorry, I'm used to being proud—I don't do standing in another woman's shadow! As for Cecilia, yeah, we haven't known each other long, but she's my friend for life! When I was at my lowest, it was Cecilia who helped me—not your childhood sweetheart!"
"I never said you were someone else's shadow," Sean stammered, stunned.
"Fine, let me ask you—who's more important in your heart, me or Sylvia Ran?" Rona Muir looked him straight in the eyes, her gaze so clear Sean couldn't tell what she really meant.
Sean was speechless, just as she expected.
"Forget it, you don't need to answer. I already know your answer," Rona Muir said firmly. "I refuse!"
Sean's eyes flashed with hurt.
After waiting all these years for her, she actually turned him down?
"Why?" Sean asked. "Is it because of Cecilia?"
Rona Muir shook her head. "Sean, you really don't understand women at all! Whatever, if Sylvia Ran is so important to you, go protect her! I just want a man who's devoted to me alone. A man who loves everyone is just central air—I'm not interested. Charles does better than you—at least he knows what to protect and what to let go."
Sean's eyes were full of hurt. "You know that's not what I meant. You and Sylvia are totally different. I only see her as a sister..."
"Sister, my ass... Even if you see her as your partner, it has nothing to do with me. Oh wait, it does—when you two get married, as the VP, I’ll have to give you a big red envelope!" Rona Muir was already getting worked up, shoving Sean’s chest over and over. "Go away, don’t bother me! Sean, I’m warning you, don’t come messing with me again! Go protect Sylvia Ran if you want, I don’t care. Cecilia is my friend and if you go after her, don’t blame me for getting nasty!"
Mo Ruona burst out laughing. "Sean, can you not be so full of yourself? Your bond with Sylvia Ran is so special no one can compare? So I can't compare either? If I can't measure up to Sylvia, why say you like my type? Sorry, I'm used to being proud—I don't do standing in another woman's shadow! As for Cecilia, yeah, we haven't known each other long, but she's my friend for life! When I was at my lowest, it was Cecilia who helped me—not your childhood sweetheart!"
"I never said you were someone else's shadow," Sean stammered, stunned.
"Fine, let me ask you—who's more important in your heart, me or Sylvia Ran?" Mo Ruona looked him straight in the eyes, her gaze so clear Sean couldn't tell what she really meant.
Sean was speechless, just as she expected.
"Forget it, you don't need to answer. I already know your answer," Mo Ruona said firmly. "I refuse!"
Sean's eyes flashed with hurt.
After waiting all these years for her, she actually turned him down?
"Why?" Sean asked. "Is it because of Cecilia?"
Mo Ruona shook her head. "Sean, you really don't understand women at all! Whatever, if Sylvia Ran is so important to you, go protect her! I just want a man who's devoted to me alone. A man who loves everyone is just central air—I'm not interested. Charles does better than you—at least he knows what to protect and what to let go."
Sean's eyes were full of hurt. "You know that's not what I meant. You and Sylvia are totally different. I only see her as a sister..."
"Sister, my ass... Even if you see her as your partner, it has nothing to do with me. Oh wait, it does—when you two get married, as the VP, I’ll have to give you a big red envelope!" Mo Ruona was already getting worked up, shoving Sean’s chest over and over. "Go away, don’t bother me! Sean, I’m warning you, don’t come messing with me again! Go protect Sylvia Ran if you want, I don’t care. Cecilia is my friend and if you go after her, don’t blame me for getting nasty!"