Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 40 - Hold Her!

Bearing a grudge after being scolded by the President, she wanted to tarnish the image of the President’s wife in the eyes of the staff.

“President, we were wrong.

Madam, we apologize.”

Someone took the lead in standing up, bending down to apologize in the direction of Lucas Shaw and Serena Summers.

“We didn’t make any distinctions, wrongfully accused the wife, and will accept any punishment from the President.”

Soon, a second person also stood up.

In the end, except for Luna White and a young man in casual clothes, everyone in the department stood up.

Their attitude was respectful, their tone sincere, but they were uneasy at heart.

Lucas Shaw was notorious for his drastic and decisive measures.

Almost none who had offended him had come to a good end.

Lucas Shaw looked down at Serena Summers, “Do you want to forgive them?”

Serena Summers pouted her lips slightly, let out a cold hum towards those people, leaving only a cold back of her head.

She wrapped her arms around Lucas Shaw’s waist, complaining righteously, “Hubby, those two bullied me!

But I’ve already fought back!”

Mentioning this, Serena Summers proudly puffed out her chest.

Lucas Shaw looked at Serena Summers, and his thin lips couldn’t help but curl into a slight smile.

He couldn’t resist and raised his hand to pinch Serena Summers’ slightly puffed face.

The skin under his palm was delicate and smooth, contrasting sharply with his rough palm.

Lucas Shaw’s mind began to wander.

His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and his eyes darkened a touch.

“Mhm, you did the right thing.

No matter who dares to have designs on you, just return it to them, no need to be polite.”

With that, he coldly swept a glance at Luna White and that man.

“Pack your things.

Brandon Reese, take them to HR to settle their salaries.”

“Shaw Group is not a shelter.

We do not welcome those who focus all their thoughts on other matters.”

Before today, although Lucas Shaw knew that Luna White behaved somewhat abnormally before him, he had never cared about it.

After all, he had always been focused solely on work, without the time to waste on a mere employee.

Luna White should not have set her sights on Serena Summers.

His woman, being bullied by his employee on his own turf.

Did they think he was dead?

Hearing his words, Luna White quickly crawled to Lucas Shaw, grabbing onto the hem of his pants desperately pleading, “President, please don’t dismiss me, I truly know my mistake.

I shouldn’t have framed the wife, nor should I have spoken recklessly…

I really know I was wrong!”

Seeing Lucas Shaw frowning expressionlessly, Luna White panicked at the bottom of her heart, hurriedly letting go of his pants leg, and turned to look at Serena Summers, “Madam, I’m sorry.

I really know I was wrong…

I beg you, help me, my head and neck are really hurting.

I can hardly stand it.”

Serena Summers tilted her head, a slight curve forming on her lips.

Under the light, that smile seemed exceptionally pure yet sent a shudder down one’s spine.

At this moment, the word “little devil” appeared in everyone’s mind unanimously.

Serena Summers and Lucas Shaw exchanged a glance, slowly crouched down, and pressed a few acupoints on Luna White.

The moment she withdrew her hand, Luna White immediately felt much less pain, only residual soreness, insignificant compared to before.

Luna White raised her hand to wipe her face, cleaning her tears and snot, and quickly expressed her gratitude, “Thank you, Madam.”

Serena Summers’ eyes drooped, her long lashes casting a dark silhouette.

She looked at Luna White, her tone icy, “If there’s a next time, it won’t be as simple as just a bit of pain.”

As Serena spoke, she deliberately glanced at Lucas Shaw by her side.

Humph, don’t think she doesn’t know, this is all Lucas Shaw’s romantic mess.

Luna White was stunned, suddenly too scared to utter a word.

Her lips trembled fiercely as she quickly lowered her gaze, hiding the resentfulness in her eyes.

Lucas Shaw, having been fiercely glared at by his own little wife, was baffled and sheepishly touched the tip of his nose.

After Luna White and that man left, Lucas Shaw coldly swept his gaze over those who remained, a mocking smile on his lips, “Slacking off during work hours, are you done with your tasks?

Have you finished your report?”

Seeing that Serena Summers was about to leave, Lucas Shaw dropped the indifferent remark, “I want to see the reports and statements you’ve worked on by tomorrow morning,” and quickly walked out.

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Serena Summers stepped out of the administrative department’s door, her expression a bit wilted.

Lucas Shaw, with his long strides, quickly caught up to her.

He looked at Serena’s dejected manner and didn’t quite know what to say at that moment.

The two walked side by side for a long time, yet neither of them uttered a single word.

Behind them, Brandon Reese saw the two maintaining a distance of a good fist apart and grew frustrated.

Buddy!

Take action!

Hold her!

Kiss her!

Explain yourself!

Can’t you see the Mrs.

isn’t happy?

It’s definitely not because of what happened just now that she’s mad at you!

Isn’t this the time to clarify things decisively and resolve the misunderstanding?

Seeing Lucas Shaw remaining motionless, Brandon Reese’s teeth itched with aggravation.

In handling business, their boss was decisive and thunderous in action.

But in dealing with emotions, their boss was truly lacking!

At crucial moments, it was up to him!

Brandon Reese cleared his throat and casually stepped forward a few paces.

Then, he acted as if by accident and bumped into Lucas Shaw’s shoulder.

Lucas Shaw’s body involuntarily leaned towards Serena and subconsciously wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

Lucas Shaw was startled.

Serena was startled too.

They exchanged glances and Lucas Shaw was the first to break the silence, “That Luna White…

I truly have nothing to do with her.

I didn’t even get a clear look at her face, truly!”

Seeing Serena staying silent, an unusual hint of nervousness appeared on Lucas Shaw’s usually composed face.

Seeing this, Serena found it somewhat amusing.

She had never seen Lucas Shaw this nervous before.

She arched an eyebrow, drawing out a long “oh,” and then asked, “We’re in the same company, seeing each other day in and day out, how come you can’t even remember her face?

Are you lying to me?”

“I wouldn’t lie to you,” Lucas Shaw pursed his lips, unsure how to explain.

He suddenly turned his head, his chilling gaze sweeping over Brandon Reese.

Scared, Brandon Reese got the chills and with slippery feet, he fled.

“Well then…

I just remembered I still have unfinished work, you two chat!”

Leaving Lucas Shaw alone to face Serena Summers.

Lucas Shaw: “…”