Chapter 8 I'll Leave You Alone

"Okay, I'll leave you two alone."

Deanna's face broke into a smile when she saw Jeannie's restrained expression. She deliberately trailed her fingers across Dario's tie as she turned to leave.

Her eyes were fixed on Dario. "I think if I stay longer, my cousin will get angry."

"What are you saying, Deanna? I'm just worried you might cause trouble for Dario." Jeannie forced a smile.

"Besides, it's daytime now, and the door was locked. We don't want unnecessary rumors to circulate in the office, do we?" She tried to seem normal when she was seething inside.

Jeannie hated how Deanna was using every means to seduce Dario.

She had a fake smile plastered on her face. But all she wanted was to tear Deanna apart.

"Jeannie, you are right. I need Dario's help with something." Deanna flashed Dario a seductive smile.

"But now that you're here, I'll talk to him some other time."

She pouted at Dario as if asking for a kiss.

Dario cast a sidelong glance at Deanna and ignored her.

Looking at his indifference, Deanna arched her brows and said, "I'll come and see you after my cousin leaves."

With that, she sashayed out.

Dario cast a sidelong glance at her receding figure. Deanna was enchanting; her short skirt hugged her petite waist and swayed as she walked forward. She had an effortless charm.

No wonder Decker was fascinated.

Dario lowered his head to hide the anger in his eyes.

He felt a knot of displeasure in his heart.

"Dario, please ignore her. Deanna is bad-tempered. I'm worried she will cause unnecessary trouble here."

Jeannie blew a sigh of relief after Deanna finally left. She carefully placed the boxes on the tea table and smiled at him.

She stood beside Dario and bent before him. She picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and fed it into his mouth. She placed a hand under his chin to prevent the juice from dribbling down. "Taste this. It's your favorite eel. I made it for you today."

Dario glanced at the fish coldly.

He didn't move.

Just as Jeannie was about to withdraw her hand, Dario suddenly opened his mouth and took a bite. "It tastes good."

"I knew you would like it." Jeannie's face lit up with joy.

Dario wasn't in the mood to see the bright smile on her face. He looked beyond the office from the corner of his eyes.

He kept his eye on his sexy assistant.

"But it's a little burnt." Dario leaned back on his chair. He remained calm and indifferent while Jeannie fed him.

"Has he broken his hand or something?"

Meanwhile, Deanna found an empty seat outside the office and sat down. Her eyes twitched when she saw they were too close for her liking.

She couldn't help but wonder if Dario did it on purpose.

Deanna was unhappy even though she knew he was doing it out of spite.

She continued to watch what was going on inside, spinning the pen with her fingers.

Jeannie was happy she finally managed to get closer to Dario. She carefully picked out the bones and fed another piece of fish to Dario. "Deanna isn't a child anymore. We can't always spoil her and let her get away with everything. You have no idea what the employees have been talking about her. She is a promiscuous woman and has been behaving the same way in the company as well. It won't be nice if people start spreading rumors about her." Deanna was dissolute as if she were in a nightclub.

She even had the audacity to seduce her fiancé, which infuriated Jeannie no end.

"Dario..." Jeannie said a lot to persuade him. Her intention was obvious. However, Dario silently listened to her without uttering a word.

But as Jeannie continued to annoy him, he finally said, "Who cares?"

Jeannie's face flushed with embarrassment when she heard that. Seeing that he was unmoved, Jeannie changed the topic. "Dario, I bumped into some old classmates a few days ago, and they have already married. I also found a wedding dress shop. We have been together for so long and aren't getting any younger." She put her arm around his shoulder and smiled. "I think it's time for us to get married."

Dario and Jeannie had been together for several years and had just gotten engaged. However, Jeannie still felt insecure. She felt marriage would put an end to all their problems.

After all, a lot of women surrounded Dario, and Deanna was shamelessly seducing him.

She seemed more worried than ever.

"Dario, when are you planning to marry me?" She fed him a scoop of chicken soup and said, "I stewed it for two hours to enhance the flavors. Give it a try."

"There is no hurry." Dario opened his mouth as he glanced at the bowl of soup.

"I understand there is no rush. Why don't we at least pick a wedding dress first? What do you think?"

Jeannie's face beamed as she saw the chicken soup was almost finished. She leaned forward and stroked his chest.

Finally, she sat on his lap.

Jeannie cast a seductive look at him and jiggled her breasts as she got closer to Dario.

She wrapped one of her arms around his neck, her other hand roaming all the way down.

"Come with me, Dario. Please," she said in a sweet voice and groped his abs.

Dario's face was devoid of any emotions.

The atmosphere in the office seemed to get weird. He could feel the heat rising in his body.

His stomach clenched as he sensed the familiar feeling.

This woman had drugged his food.

Jeannie spread her legs and inched toward him. "Dario?" she called in a husky voice.

Dario was disgusted.

Bile rose in his throat.

He resisted the urge to push her away. His gaze flitted to Deanna, who was sitting outside.

A frown lined his forehead as he saw her leaving.

Dario preferred Deanna over Jeannie.

"Deanna, are you done eavesdropping on us? Come in."

Deanna's body froze; she looked at Dario through the blinds.

She wondered what he wanted her to do.

Deanna wanted to respect their privacy and leave them alone. She wondered if he wanted her to watch them or if he wanted her to join them.

Deanna shuddered at the thought.

"Dario, are you looking for me?" She smiled and opened the door.

Deanna turned a blind eye to the two clinging to each other on the chair.

However, her presence startled Jeannie. She blinked to conceal her desire. "Dario, Deanna is a naughty girl. She wouldn't have meant to eavesdrop on us. Let it go this time."

"Jeannie, didn't you say we should stop spoiling her? You better leave."

"Dario..." Jeannie hesitated, but Dario didn't bother to even look at her. Jeannie sulkily stood up and left.

Dario stared at Deanna with red eyes like a hungry wolf waiting to pounce on its prey.

"Deanna Miller!"