My Possessive CEO: Trembling in His Arms-Chapter 185: Can You Trust What a Man Says?

Renee Winslow’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to amend, "What I mean is, I can’t interfere with what you want to do, nor do I have the right to. The only thing I can do is take care of myself, study well, eat well, just like that."

Despite her best efforts to explain herself, Jack Yates still grew suspicious.

"Renee Winslow, don’t disappoint me," Jack said coldly.

Renee laughed angrily, "I disappoint you?"

During the New Year, he locked her at home; she couldn’t meet up with friends, couldn’t go out to eat or shop, and needed his permission to go anywhere, always with his company.

Even though he said it was to protect her, and she understood, in the end, it was still losing her personal freedom.

And him? He was likely accompanying another woman for shopping, dining, perhaps even getting engaged grandly.

Thinking about this, Renee felt choked and suffocated, almost unable to breathe.

But she neither complained to him nor threw a fit; she just wanted to improve herself, preparing to quietly leave after he got engaged to someone else.

But he wouldn’t even grant her this small request, and still told her not to disappoint him.

Who was really disappointing whom?

Renee, both angry and aggrieved, ended up laughing out of rage: "Jack Yates, you really are..."

Speechless to the core, even speechlessness would open the door!

Jack’s expression turned cold, and he said icily, "I’ve told you, you need to trust me."

Renee couldn’t help but retort, "Are your words a royal decree? You want me to trust you, and I should trust you? Do you really think of yourself as an emperor? Your words as absolute law?"

Besides, can a man’s words be trusted?

Moreover, with his actions, she couldn’t convince herself to believe.

Cutting off the internet, not letting her go online, forbidding her to go out, not allowing Aunty Warren to come over and cook, isolating her completely from the outside world, almost like a prisoner; wasn’t this a case of the "thief crying thief"?

If she believed it, she would be a fool.

Jack was already irritable, enduring dislike while accompanying Sydney Thorne for two hours of idle shopping; his patience had run out, and now hearing Renee’s provoking words, his suppressed anger finally exploded.

"Renee Winslow!" he suddenly deepened his voice, speaking sharply, "Behave yourself, don’t make me angry." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Renee retorted loudly, "I won’t behave! I don’t want to! You can’t brainwash me, I won’t listen, won’t listen, won’t listen! Fool’s sermon!"

His tone, his attitude, did not treat her like a girlfriend, but rather a toy he could completely control.

Then she said, "Jack Yates, tone it down, don’t always have that ’world’s greatest’ arrogant face; being too arrogant is dangerous, you might get struck by lightning."

After saying that, regardless of how angry Jack might become, she hung up on him.

This man was truly hateful; talking to him one more word was like losing years off her life.

On the other side, Starkwood Tower, second-floor mall.

Jack stood by a corner pillar, looking at the disconnected phone, both angry and amused.

This girl only softens in bed; off the bed, she turns hostile, her words sharper than knives, relentless in making him furious.

However, thinking about her charmingly angry demeanor, his previously irritable mood suddenly lifted.

After a verbal sparring with Renee, the clouds in Jack’s heart dispersed, leaving him oddly content.

If Renee ignored him, or acted as she did before—melancholy and docile—it would truly irritate him.

But her sharp-tongued arguments made her seem particularly vibrant, like a kitten clawing at him, tickling his heart.

Jack’s lips curled; he turned off the phone screen and was about to pocket it when he received a message from Kyle Sheffield.

[Third Brother, you’re trending at number one.]

Followed by some screenshots of trending comments sent to Jack.

Heehee No Heehee: Isn’t this woman Sydney Thorne from Starlight Media?

Milk Tea Ice Cream: Replying to the above, yes, it’s Sydney Thorne from Starlight Media.

Lonely for Life at the North Pole: kswd, the female CEO and her mysterious boyfriend!

Yeah Yeah Yeah: Ahhhh, a rich family novel brought to life! So lovable!

Rich But Not Beautiful: Although we can’t see the man’s face, with those broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and elegant posture, one word: impeccable! Matches the beauty CEO perfectly!

Peach Honey: Are you studying for grad school? Such a suite of words.

Little Patience Makes Great Sobbing: I’m the Registry Office, I’ll settle it myself.

Jack unlocked the screen, too lazy to look at the chaotic screenshots, directly replied with one word.

[Okay.]

Kyle Sheffield: [That actress is quite perceptive. With just a little hint, she knew what to do.]

The actress Kyle mentioned was the blonde girl from The Hermes Store yesterday, who acted out a scene for Renee to see.

The girl’s stage name was "Lulu Milner." Kyle didn’t mention her name because it was pointless; Jack didn’t care and wouldn’t remember.

Kyle Sheffield: [As soon as the trending topic broke, she took it upon herself to post these throughout all the groups related to Wren Hawthorne, then went to Sydney Thorne to claim credit.]

[Wren and Sydney already had old grudges. Now, seeing those photos of you shopping with Sydney, Wren will likely focus all her hatred on Sydney.]

What a strategic use of one’s dagger, but Kyle didn’t dare say it.

Even though he was Jack’s most trusted and valued assistant, at the end of the day, he was just an employee. As a hired hand, knowing what to say and what not to say, if he lacked tact, he’d have been fired long ago and wouldn’t have remained Jack’s chief assistant.

Kyle pondered that if Jack were born into an ancient imperial family, he’d surely be the most ruthless and cold-hearted emperor, with every woman in the harem, from empress to concubines, as his pawns, played at his whim.

But as an employee, Kyle would never dare voice such thoughts, not even jokingly.

Jack: [Don’t get complacent, keep a close watch on that actress, prevent her from turning against us.]

Kyle replied.

[Okay. By the way, Third Brother, would you consider starting an entertainment company and signing this girl? She seems quite clever, with excellent networking skills, could even be a double agent in turbulent times; might as well recruit her.]

Jack: [Let’s observe for a while and decide later.]

The chat interface displayed "Typing..."

Jack lost patience waiting for Kyle’s message, turned off the screen, pocketed the phone, and walked towards The Hermes Store with a cold expression.

Sydney Thorne was browsing the store, about to ask Jack if a bag looked good, only to find he wasn’t there when she turned around.

This man, not even bothering to put on a facade.

Sydney let out a cold laugh as she prepared to go out and look for him, but received a message from Lulu Milner.

Seeing those trending comment screenshots and Lulu’s childish and malicious credit-claiming content, Sydney’s neatly Korean-style eyebrows scrunched into a taut line in anger.

Sydney didn’t have the patience to type a reply, directly called Lulu, and reprimanded impatiently.

"What’s wrong with you? Did a donkey kick your brain?"

Lulu feigned innocence and asked, "Huh? What happened, Sydney, did I do something wrong?"

Sydney’s tone was sharp, "Who’s your sister? Stop pretending to know me, what’s your point in spreading all that content?"

Lulu quickly changed her address, "Mr. Thorne, please don’t be angry."

Then Lulu considerately said, "I was thinking that since Wren has done disgusting things to you before, I wanted to vent for you, so I spread the trending content to those groups, purposely letting Wren know, just to annoy her."

Sydney gritted her teeth, "You’re annoying me! Once those photos are seen by Wren, it’ll only invite unnecessary trouble for me!"

At this, Sydney angrily grasped the bag in her hand tightly, the nail piece caught on the bag’s chain, and she didn’t notice; pulling hard, she winced in pain.

"Now I realize, Jack used me; he purposely took me out shopping, said it was to support me, but secretly had someone take photos, got it trending, just to make Wren hate me and protect his Canary."

Lulu was surprised, "What? Is Mr. Yates really that unscrupulous?"