Chapter 1039
Rocked by the brutal PR crisis, Winrich’s stock price was slashed in half by the end of the day.
The internet remained in an absolute uproar, entirely impossible to suppress.
When the PR manager came to see Noreen, he was a ball of nervous energy, constantly wiping sweat from his forehead.
“Ms. Gilmore, the entire PR department is on high alert. We will resolve this crisis as quickly as possible.”
But to his shock, Noreen simply said, “Don’t worry about it. Everyone can clock out.” The manager thought he was hearing things, terrified he had misunderstood her.
Noreen made herself perfectly clear. “You heard me correctly. Send everyone home. Otherwise, the internet will just accuse me of exploiting my employees again.”
The PR manager nearly fell to his knees in relief.
He couldn’t fathom how his boss still had the nerve to joke around at a time like this.
But as a subordinate, it wasn’t his place to question her logic. He simply followed orders.
The moment he left, Noreen pressed the intercom. “Assistant Harcourt, please come to my office.”
As soon as Seth walked in, Noreen ordered, “Lock the door.”
At her words, Seth arched an elegant brow.
With a quiet click, he did as he was told.
Noreen stood up, crossed the room in a few strides, and reached out to pull at his collar.
“Take it off.”
Seth froze for a second before an amused, wicked glint danced in his eyes.
He obediently opened his arms, letting her roughly unknot his tie and unbutton his shirt.
“Is Director Gilmore planning to take advantage of her subordinate?” he teased, his voice carrying its usual lazy drawl.
Noreen ignored his flirting. “Turn around.”
He obediently turned, exposing his bare back to her.
Noreen stared intently at his skin.
There were indeed red marks.
But the culprit wasn’t a chemical attacker-it was her.
Scratches she had left on him last night.
Noreen’s cheeks flared hot. She frantically tried to pull his shirt back on, but her hands fumbled nervously.
The buttons seemed to be actively working against her, stubbornly refusing to slip through the holes.
Seth took advantage of her fluster, trapping her fingers against his chest.
“Director Gilmore,” he murmured, his chest rumbling against her
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Flustered and embarrassed, Noreen tried to pull her hands away, but his grip was ironclad.
Through the thin fabric, she could
feel the firm heat of his muscles and the steady, powerful thumping of his heart.
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Her breath hitched, and her own heartbeat immediately spiraled out of control.
She forced herself to glare at him to maintain her composure. “Seth, behave yourself. We’re in the office.”
“So?” Seth asked, his voice laced with pure delight. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”
He was referring to the time in his own office years ago.
Even after all these years, Noreen could vividly recall that scorching memory.
It had been the very first time she
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Fueled by alcohol, raw impulse, and the fiery passion of their youth.
Neither of them could even remember who made the first move…
Noreen’s cheeks flushed crimson, the blistering heat spreading all the way to the tips of her ears.
She jerked her hands back in a panic, unconsciously swallowing hard.
That soft sound seemed to flip a switch in him.
Pinching her waist gently, the man let out a low chuckle from his chest and dipped his head to kiss her.
Still hyper-aware that they were in the office, Noreen dodged him out of sheer
nervousness.
But as she moved, a strand of her hair caught on one of his treacherous buttons.
Yanked back by the pull, she stumbled right back into his burning embrace.
Their bodies pressed flush against each other, completely seamless.
“My hair is caught,” Noreen admitted in embarrassment.