The Young Master regards Camila Ruiz as a treasure. If Camila Ruiz says she's right in front of the secretary's desk, and it's because people are preventing her from seeing the Young Master, would the Young Master chop her up or kick her out of Blazing Fla Gate?
Florence Ford stared unblinkingly at Camila Ruiz, moving her feet a few steps as if thinking of sothing, and then pretended to return to her original position casually.
Camila Ruiz deliberately looked at Florence Ford, the ridicule in her eyes growing deeper.
Florence Ford thought she was easy to bully, but that was just her being gracious, not wanting to argue too much with others—it didn't an she'd actually let herself be bullied. Her rival blocked her in a mistress-like stance, preventing her from seeing Billy. If she didn't fight back, Florence might really think she was easy to bully.
Just as Florence Ford was extrely nervous, afraid that Camila Ruiz would complain to Jimmy Horne, the office door opened, and Jimmy Horne walked out handsoly with one hand in his pocket.
"Young Master?"
A startled Florence Ford jumped at the sight of Jimmy coming out, her face instantly turning pale, although she recovered quickly, Jimmy still noticed.
He turned his head, coldly asking: "What's going on? Did you mistake for a ghost?"
Florence Ford quickly shook her head.
"After years of tempering, where's your composure gone? Have you done sothing behind my back?" Jimmy's tone was displeased; he didn't particularly enjoy Florence following him. If not for her defeating all those bodyguards to prove her strength, his father wouldn't have appointed her as his Personal Bodyguard.
Camila Ruiz walked over with her phone.
"Billy."
Camila called out, and Jimmy imdiately turned to look at her, his gaze transforming from lightning to tenderness, his voice soft enough to drip water: "Camila, why are you here?"
Camila smiled, pleased that Jimmy's gentleness was reserved solely for her.
"I've handled my matters, and it's still early, so I ca to wait for you for dinner." Camila unintentionally, but intentionally, faced her phone screen towards Florence Ford, allowing her to see that although a few numbers were inputted, the call wasn't made.
Florence's face nearly turned green upon seeing the phone screen.
Camila unobtrusively winked at her, signaling with her eyes: I, Camila Ruiz, am not easy to bully!
Jimmy's gaze suddenly swept to the chair beside the secretary's desk, and he imdiately looked down at Camila, asking deep and unfathomable: "Were you waiting for there?"
Camila blinked, seemingly innocent, asking: "Yes, Sister Florence said you were busy and told not to disturb you, so I waited outside."
Hearing this, Jimmy imdiately turned and glared at Florence Ford fiercely, who lowered her gaze and pursed her lips in silence. She didn't see her actions as wrong; the Young Master was indeed busy, and she was considering his situation.
Jimmy didn't speak; he brought Camila in front of the secretary's desk, and the secretary quickly stood up.
Seeing Jimmy like this, the secretary realized that this woman holds the most weight in front of the CEO.
"Ceo, Ceo." The secretary stamred, not intending to stutter, but seeing Jimmy standing in front of the desk, his towering presence invisibly exuding an overwhelming aura that made her fearful.
Jimmy coldly glared at her, placing a big hand on the secretary's desk, unexpectedly reaching in, grabbing the work phone with its wire, and threw it at Florence Ford's feet with precise aim, his action was violent, like a hurricane of fury that ca too suddenly and scared the three won present.
The secretary's hands trembled, and despite Florence's endurance, her face paled considerably.
She wasn't foolish; she understood why Jimmy was angry.
"Failure in duty! Get out!" Jimmy coldly roared.
Florence claid he was busy, so Camila shouldn't disturb him; it seed like a legitimate reason, and he could have initially controlled his temper. Still, the secretary shouldn't have had Camila waiting at the desk. There's a VIP Room beside his office; didn't the secretary know to usher guests into the VIP Room when they arrive and not rely accommodate his Camila like a random woman coming to pester him?
"Billy, what did she do wrong?" Camila saw the secretary's aggrieved red face and quickly tugged on Jimmy's sleeve, urgently pleading for the secretary: "This isn't her fault."
Florence's face grew even paler upon hearing Camila's words, her hands subtly shaking.
The Young Master's anger was unbearable even for her.
Damn Camila Ruiz, she misjudged—turns out Camila would snitch.
"Billy, don't be angry; it's because I wanted to wait here for you, thinking it's easiest here to see you when you co out." Camila took responsibility.
She knew that she was the only one who could calm Jimmy down at this mont.
"CEO, it was Miss Ford who said the lady should wait at the secretary's desk, not needing to enter the VIP Room." The secretary, grateful for Camila pleading for her, couldn't help but restore the truth.
"Young Master, I…"
Florence shot a vicious glance at the secretary, urgently trying to explain to Jimmy.
Jimmy turned, his cold glare slicing into Florence.
Florence lowered her face, alternating between redness and pallor, mixed with sha and fear.
Jimmy pursed his lips, pulling Camila as they turned back to the office, his voice heavy and chilling thrown back: "Florence Ford, co in!"
Florence quickly turned, following the two back into the CEO's Office.
The secretary, finally calming down, quickly stepped around the desk to pick up the discarded phone.
The CEO is so handso, yet fiercely terrifying like a demon when he's angry.
"Florence Ford, have you forgotten your role? You're rely my bodyguard, protecting my safety. You have no authority over other matters. I haven't instructed you to prohibit disturbances during office hours. On what basis do you barricade Camila outside the office? Fine, you say you were worried she'd distract from work, and this concern was seemingly for my good, I can overlook this—then why let her wait at the desk?"
Upon entering the office, Jimmy challenged Florence Ford.
"I'm sorry, Young Master, Florence was wrong, I'm willing to accept punishnt!" Florence had nothing to say, lowering her face, respectfully responding.
Inwardly, she also resented herself for being unable to suppress her envy.
"Whatever punishnt I impose, you'll accept?" Jimmy asked coldly.
Florence respectfully replied: "I'm willing to accept punishnt!" It was her mistake.
Camila is the Young Master's vital spot; she touched his vital spot. The Young Master showed rcy by not killing her.
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