His Plaything Became the Heiress He Can't Touch

one hit her like a

ca gently tugging at Edward's arm, her voice so

gs over with a warm smile. "Carol, don't take your

clenched the fabric of her coat and forced a calm front, pushing back the ache in her chest

to her words, a

of annoyance to sneak through. But there was nothin

sion thick enough to cut with a knife.

IT-majored in business administration, financial management, and public relations, right? Staying by your side as a personal assistant seems like such a waste o

she'd thoug

t.

word in, Edward's disda

fancy schooling, the least she can do is work at Dawson Group to

uldn't stand the sight of her. Carol hadn't exp

red with no way out. But the pride

mond for raising me. But let's no

he'd always attended the best schoo

she didn't understand h

shame in that. You play the cards you're dealt. If beauty helped

ery social cue, every 'noble' sport. After Sophia marri

ia had once told her, "but I can make sure you get an

d changed, Carol

in, his face a mas

art people-it's connections. Without family assets p

al. "And what about those wasting their days in luxury, doing nothing? Wit

buttons of his shirt, revealing a stretch of toned skin beneath-

? Don't forget w

c

ccidentally pressed down on her injured

cker crossed his eyes-he must've thought of something-then he nonchalantly leaned back in

ol, full of concern.

ile we were moving the luggage, Assistant

and he leaned forward, brushing everyt

face away and ign

didn't try to take her hand, j

n, bruising already

ng luggage is your job. Carol works for me

is head down, not

"It's my fault. I kept chatting with Car

oo much emotion show, Edward cas

etly, "Miss Green,

, her pho

f the name "Christopher" on her sc

"Still, we should

l, who wouldn't even give him the time of day, and suddenly his tone went cold. "If she s

cause she was helping me with

driver. "Take us to

nce, the driver tried to make up for ea

Carol didn't even glanc

ut his eyes kept drifting back to Carol. "One person going to the hospit

d down, staring at h

her when no one was looking. In Edwa

ted carefully, "Sir, maybe you could go in with Miss Brigh

ourself? Look at who you're talking about. Why would

just undid her seatbelt a

wo go

miling faintly. "Edward, ju

he was going was because Jessica asked. "Let the driver take

and a cold wind whoo

gh the frosted window, she watched Edward ca

ht out of her hands

n, let's h

d breezily, though her t

s still his sister, no matter what. Does he have to treat

. "Sir's usually not like this to her.

yes darkened eve