To the Love of My Life - Chapter 473: 473: What do I mean to you? (3)

Chapter 473: Chapter 473: What do I mean to you? (3)
Ruby Gregory clenched her hands tightly, staring at the slightly white sky outside the window. Blinking her eyes, she spoke into the phone again, “That US$6,860,000 is yours, and I should give it back to you…”

Before the last word of Ruby’s sentence was fully drawn out, Steve Burton abruptly hung up. Ruby’s words stopped abruptly as well, and she listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, which sounded empty and long, echoing the emptiness in her heart. There was an indescribable panic rapidly spreading and rolling within her.

Ruby held her phone, staring blankly for a while before regaining consciousness. She was afraid that Lady Gregory would come looking for her and see her in this dispirited state, so she took a deep breath, forced a smile on her lips, and walked back to the sickroom.

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Steve hung up the phone and threw it without a second thought, smashing it directly onto a floor-standing vase across the room.

The vase shattered with a magnificent, hollow sound.

But Steve felt that the heaviness in his chest intensified, as if he would explode if he didn’t vent his emotions.

He violently raised his foot and kicked the desk in front of him, splitting it apart. Files, computers, desk lamps, and cups were thrown in all directions, crashing on the floor, knocking against the walls, and smashing on the coffee tables, creating chaotic noises.

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Just outside of Steve’s office, the entire secretarial department had heard the smashing sounds coming from inside. They all stopped their work and exchanged glances, disbelief in their eyes.

Many of them had been secretaries for Steve since he took over Pristine’s Enterprises, and over the years, he had been more like a god than a boss to them.

Humans have emotions, but only gods can remain indifferent, seemingly unmoved by joys and sorrows in the world.

It wasn’t that they had not seen Steve angry and irritable before, but this was limited to his harsh words and ruthlessness, never out of control like he was now.

The sounds of breaking items in the room continued unabated, and even through the tightly closed office door, all the secretaries could feel the murderous aura emanating from Steve.

None of them dared to stand up, approach the door, and peek inside. Even Ms. Taylor, the first to recover her senses, hurriedly hung up after calling Mr. Henris, Mr. Woods, and Mr. Coleman, pretending to know nothing.

The sounds of breaking items continued intermittently, followed by deafening noises, making all the secretaries outside shudder.

Probably the person inside had gotten tired or vented enough; finally, there was silence. The secretaries breathed a sigh of relief, but still, no one dared to stand up from their seats.

The entire CEO office area was eerily quiet as if even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

After an unknown length of time, the tightly closed door of the CEO’s office finally opened.