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"Mr. Spencer, the person you are looking for is here." Noah Lawrence tapped twice on the study door and reported in a soft voice to the man who was reviewing the documents in the room.
Karen Wood, standing behind Noah, took the chance to tilt her head to glance at the man sitting in the center of the study. She happened to see him pause his fingers in the air for a second, lift his left arm to hold his delicate chin, and then fix his eyes on her.
The man's somber eyes made Karen shudder all over.
The man's features were incredibly handsome, but there was an overwhelming layer of gloom between his brows, making him surrounded by a cold, frightening hostility. Involuntarily, Karen furrowed her pretty eyebrows. At this moment, Noah called out to her, "Miss Wood."
Karen instantly took two steps forward to stand naturally and gracefully in front of the man, curling up her lips into a sweet, faint smile.
All of a sudden, the dim study lightened up slightly due to Karen's smile. Jayden Spencer glanced at the petite woman standing before him, frowning. Then, he narrowed his eyes at Noah and asked, "So, this is the assistant you got for Lorna?"
At the mellow, magnetic voice, Karen looked up quietly, her ears turning red.
As her watery, crystal-clear eyes looked right into Jayden's dark ones, the man was startled for a moment. Instantly, a layer of gloom covered his brilliant face. "Noah."
Jayden leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms with a sneer. "I thought you know what kind of person Lorna is need of. Do I have to repeat myself?"
Instantly, Noah got scared out of cold sweat. Just as he wanted to explain, a sweet female voice sounded, "Miss Lorna needs an assistant who can also serve as a bodyguard, and that's exactly why I'm here."
Karen stared at Jayden with an innocent look in her eyes.
Noah stiffened all over, tamping down the urge to rush over to Karen to cover her little mouth with his hands.
Did this silly girl even know who was sitting in front of her?
How dare she interrupt Mr. Spencer's questioning without permission? Did she want to be thrown out of the house by Mr. Spencer?
Jayden raised his inky brows and looked at the young woman before him with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes.
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