"Sorry, Mr. Lee, I'm late."
As soon as Skyler pushed open the door to the apartment, she saw Logan sitting on the sofa with a cold and gloomy expression.
The man's sharp profile had no warmth at all.
Skyler’s heart skipped a beat.
She looked up at the clock. It was 7:32, and she was two minutes late.
"I... had to work overtime today, so I'm a little late."
Skyler explained softly, feeling relieved that she had brought back takeout from the restaurant downstairs.
Even though the restaurant was super expensive and almost emptied her pockets, at least the food should be good enough that Logan wouldn’t complain.
"I promise it won't happen again... Mr. Lee, please wait a moment, dinner will be ready soon."
After speaking, Skyler didn’t dare look at Logan’s cold, hard expression anymore. She lowered her head, grabbed the takeout bag, and hurried past him.
But just as she walked behind the sofa, a strong force suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Uh..."
She gasped in pain, almost dropping the food bags in her right hand.
Logan’s cold and eerie voice came from above her head. "Overtime... Skyler, do you think I would believe that nonsense?"
The man’s sinister and handsome face moved closer, and his grip on her wrist got even tighter.
His cold, dark eyes were full of disdain, as if he was looking at something even more disgusting than dirt.
Skyler didn’t understand why Logan was looking at her like that.
She endured the pain and explained, "I... really was working overtime. I found a new job today, it’s just—"
"What kind of job makes you work overtime and then go to a high-end restaurant like Falar?" Logan interrupted her coldly.
He didn’t believe she could find a real job in just one day.
It sounded more like an excuse to go out and have fun.
Skyler looked up in surprise. "How did you know?"
Falar was the restaurant where she had lunch with Sophia today.
But Logan misunderstood her shocked expression as guilt.
His dark eyes turned colder, and his anger grew stronger.
"So, your so-called overtime is just eating, drinking, and having fun at the most expensive restaurant in Jincheng? Or are you actually working there as a high-end escort for those men? And this food—did you work hard to bring it back from your ‘job’?"
Logan’s cold eyes swept over her innocent-looking face, finding it hypocritical and ridiculous.
When she leaned against that man at the restaurant today, she didn’t look so pure and innocent.
"Skyler, you are really greedy."
"As a woman... inside and out, you are dirty and rotten."
Logan spoke the cruelest words in the smoothest, most attractive voice.
His slender, elegant fingers mercilessly let go of her hand, knocking the food bag onto the ground.
The expensive dishes Skyler had worked so hard to buy spilled everywhere.
The food juice spread across the floor, filling the whole room with its fragrance.
But Skyler just opened her mouth slightly, as if something was stuck in her throat. No words came out.
She had always known that Logan looked down on her.
But she didn’t expect it to be this bad!
The feeling of being so wronged made her chest tighten like it was about to burst.
But the air only froze for a few seconds.
Skyler suddenly half-knelt in front of Logan.