My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace




The office fell into an awkward silence, the instigator Leonard adjusted his clothes, cleared his throat, and then turned and ran.

"Xan," he thought to himself, "that's your husband. I'm outta here, cover for me!"

"Hey! Leonard."

"Xannie, what are you doing here?"

"Boss, I just saw Mr. Marlowe and Mrs. Lockwood."

Cedric was about to expose Xanthea and Leonard for eavesdropping outside, but Xanthea cut him off.

She pushed Orion away, her slender, beautiful fingers pressed against his chest, taking the offensive, "You have the nerve to ask me why I'm here? If I hadn't come, how would I have discovered you, a married man, flirting with some siren out here?!"

Orion's gaze faltered, confusion knitting between his pretty brows.

"Siren?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Aren't you the siren?"

"Stop playing dumb. I'm talking about that woman who ran off super fast! I heard her whole love confession to you!"

"Confession?"

The confusion in Orion's eyes deepened.

"Still pretending!"

"I have no idea. I was on a call."

Orion picked up a tiny Bluetooth earpiece from the desk. Xanthea was stunned at that, "On a call? But I didn't hear you talking?"

"I can vouch for that!" Beside them, Cedric quietly raised his phone.

"The boss was listening to me report last quarter's sales figures for the company. The call ended just a minute ago."

Xanthea saw on his call log, indeed, a call that lasted for quite a while and had just ended; she was speechless.

So, someone poured their heart out to him, and he didn't hear a word? No wonder his last response was something completely unrelated like "You're blocking the sunlight."

Pfft.

Xanthea wanted to laugh but then remembered what Seb had told her. Many socialites had visited

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It was hard to say whether they were pitiful or if he was just too obtuse!

Even though she knew he wouldn't care even if he heard the confession, how could she let go of such an opportunity so easily?

Usually, it was him, cunning and petty, catching her in traps and then punishing her severely. Now, it was finally her turn to have the upper hand!

"Hmph!" Xanthea snorted, tapping her finger on his chest, commanding, "Even though you didn't hear it, I did. If it weren't for you always attracting those butterflies. Ah!"

Before she could finish, he pulled her tightly into his arms.

Orion gently rubbed his cheek against hers, which carried a faint chill, his laughter clear and charming, "Getting jealous, darling?"

"Yeah, are you proud of yourself?"

Orion didn't respond, his chest trembling with silent laughter, his brows lightly raised, enjoying her jealousy.

?! Xanthea exclaimed, "You're really proud? Feeling great because someone so outstanding confessed to you, huh?"

Yes, but not because of the confession, but because his little siren was jealous.

"Not at all."

"Stop pretending, you're thrilled! I

heard it all, she has advantages I don't have something about being the heiress of MR Group, the current vice president? She can assist you in business, even help you solve problems you encounter and whatnot." Content belongs to Novelxo.org

"I don't need anyone else to solve business problems for me." Orion chuckled softly, his warm breath caressing her sensitive ear, "I just need you, my dear, to help me solve physical needs." Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Xanthea's face flushed with embarrassment, pinching his solid abs, calling him a

dirty old man in her mind!