Until Caleb Lockwood tossed her into a room at the Riverview Grand Hotel, Serena Jennings did not resist.
After all, it was the company’s annual party, and no matter what grudges lay between her and Caleb Lockwood, she didn’t want to make a big scene and have the people in the company laugh at her.
However, now there were only her and Caleb Lockwood in the room, Serena couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Caleb Lockwood looked at Serena like she was a hedgehog with its spikes raised, and smirked slightly.
"Is this dress worth three million?"
He looked Serena up and down.
He was familiar with the ZM brand, but formal dresses usually cost around a hundred thousand.
Serena could guess what Caleb was thinking.
She and Lana Xavier’s dresses were the ZM limited edition new releases; she was not exaggerating.
"What, President Lockwood can’t afford three million?"
Serena knew that even if she explained, Caleb wouldn’t believe her.
"I can afford it." Caleb’s tone was calm yet firm, "Not just three million, even thirty billion I could afford."
Serena’s hands clasped tightly behind her back.
For Claire, Caleb really would spare no expense.
"I just wanted to remind you that if you want to make money next time, think of a more clever way."
Caleb’s words made Serena laugh out of anger, but she didn’t say much more. After all, she took the three million with a clear conscience.
Once she collected the money and wanted to leave, a waiter delivered a new gown.
"You don’t feel embarrassed dressing like that, but I do. Don’t forget whose secretary you are."
Caleb Lockwood brought the new dress to Serena.
The area where Serena had wine spilled on her was her chest, and the color of the strapless gown had darkened, making it quite noticeable.
Knowing that Caleb Lockwood was staring at her chest, Serena felt uncomfortable and reached out to him.
"Give me the dress; I’ll change myself."
"Turn around."
Caleb’s voice remained indifferent, but his tone was undeniably commanding.
Serena was a bit annoyed, but being alone with Caleb in the room, it was no benefit to anger him.
In the end, she obediently turned around, her back to Caleb.
As the dress zipper was pulled down, the cool air rushed in, along with the heat of Caleb’s knuckles.
Serena’s body stiffened.
She didn’t know what Caleb intended to do to her.
The previous memories of being forced made her feel a fright deep in her heart, her hair standing on end.
"Just helping you change clothes, no need to be so tense. You’re not that attractive."
Caleb’s cold voice brushed past her ears.
The dirty dress was completely removed, yet Serena’s face flushed.
Even though she and Caleb Lockwood had been married for three years, and every part of her body had been seen by him, she didn’t understand why she was embarrassed, let alone that she wasn’t wearing nothing underneath the dress anyway.
The room was dead silent.
After helping Serena remove the dirty dress, Caleb didn’t move.
He stood with one hand in his pocket, staring at Serena’s back as if admiring an art sculpture.
Serena felt Caleb’s intense gaze, like an inspection of her body.
In the 57th floor revolving buffet restaurant.
The employees of the Lockwood Group were gossiping about why Caleb Lockwood had taken Serena away, and why they hadn’t returned after so long.
"Is there something going on between President Lockwood and his secretary...?"
"I heard that Serena was parachuted in and only has a high school diploma..."
"Doesn’t that just fit the pattern."
"Even if she is involved with President Lockwood, she’s just the other woman. Look at how generously President Lockwood spent on Claire, there’s no question who’s the real wife, right?"


Verify captcha to read the content
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: First Love Only? I Left Him First, Now the CEO Can't Let Go