7.She's not a liar
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Ryan thought his boss had gone crazy.
These days, Damien was like a peacock showing off its feathers. He selected a high-end custom-made suit, managed his diet more strictly than usual, and increased the number of his fitness sessions.
More importantly, this man who never cared about his appearance would pause for a while even when passing by a mirror.
Damien was already extremely handsome, and after such meticulous grooming, he exuded an irresistible charm that swept through the entire company.
And Damien actually retracted his previous words. With that insanely good - looking face, he was going to go and watch the "Rising Music Star" live.
Not only that, but Damien also asked Ryan to find the company's contract template and made drastic changes to it.
Ryan was fortunate enough to take a look at the new contract Damien had revised.
The benefits were ridiculously generous.
Ryan thought that even if Damien's own sister wanted to debut as a singer, the contract terms wouldn't be better than the one Damien had in hand.
So, for whom was this contract intended? Ryan was confused.
Ultimately, due to his busy schedule as the CEO, Damien rushed to the "Rising Music Star" competition when it was already halfway through.
As the most loyal subordinate Ryan naturally accompanied him all the way.
They had their own private chamber, so this time there was no need to worry about the CEO's appearance causing a commotion.
However, just as they reached the third floor and were about to enter the chamber, Damien suddenly looked towards the atrium on the second floor, where the singer's lounge was located.
"Damn it." Suddenly, Damien turned around, and rushed downstairs in a hurry without even bothering to press the elevator button.
Ryan followed him, out of breath, and then he was stunned.
His Boss casually threw his suit jacket on the ground and jumped into the swimming pool!
Immediately after, Damien emerged from the water, carefully holding an unconscious woman in his arms.
The woman had long, disheveled hair, and her facial makeup was smeared, but it couldn't hide her stunning beauty.
Damien was furious.
Someone was going to be in big trouble.
Lyra was pushed into the water. She couldn't even struggle because of her leg injury.
It wasn't until she felt like she could no longer breathe that a pair of strong hands lifted her up. Warm lips pressed against hers, bringing Lyra oxygen.
Was someone coming to save her?
Lyra opened her eyes in confusion underwater and met a pair of gray-blue, unfamiliar eyes.
She had never seen this person before, but for some reason, a strange sense of warmth welled up in her heart, as if she had known this person for a long time.
She was rescued from the water by this man.
Lyra coughed painfully.She was soaking wet, but it was extremely quiet around her.
"Are you alright, miss?" A handsome man crouched in front of her and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, thank you." Lyra was a bit hesitant. She remembered that the man she saw in the water wasn't this one.
"You're welcome. It was our CEO who saved you." Ryan pointed to the man standing beside him.
Lyra looked up.
Damien Ashfield stood there. He was soaked, but the water did not hurt his image.
On the contrary, the soaked hair added an unruly charm to him. And the white shirt became semi-transparent, revealing his eight-pack abs.
He was quietly looking at Lyra at the moment. His expression was cold, but perhaps Lyra was mistaken. There seemed to be a glimmer of concern in Damien's eyes.
The CEO?
"Damien Ashfield, that's our CEO's name. We're from PM Company."
Lyra of course knew this world-class top music company. She had dreamed of working in this company.
"What's wrong with your leg?" Damien looked at Lyra.
Lyra's heart skipped a beat. No one had noticed that her leg was injured. But Damien saw through Lyra's bravado at a glance.
He is worrying about me? How could that be possible? Lyra shook her head, trying to get rid of the absurd thought.
She was just an nobody. How could she attract the attention of the CEO of a world-class company, a billionaire?
At this moment, she felt a chill and even her body started to shiver. Then, a warm and thick coat was draped over her shoulders. Lyra looked up at Damien: "Thank you."
Damien didn't reply, but Ryan was already shocked!
That suit, which was handmade by top-notch craftsmen and worth $500,000.
Most importantly, that suit couldn't get wet. And Lyra was soaking wet, yet Damien didn't hesitate to drape this expensive suit over Lyra!
At this moment, Evelyn also returned with a victorious air. She saw Lyra fall into the pool and was extremely pleased. Just as she couldn't help but laugh, she saw Damien.
There was a look of amazement in her eyes. Like most of the girls, she was also attracted by Damien.
"Hi, Mr. Ashfield. I'm Evelyn Grayson." Evelyn stepped forward confidently to greet him.
She had of course heard the rumor that Damien had a woman he loved deeply, so he was dismissive of women who approached him.
But the Grayson family and the Ashfield family had been on good terms for generations. Evelyn believed that Damien would show her some respect.
But she miscalculated. The man just gave her a faint glance, greeted her politely, and then turned his attention back to the Lyra on the ground.
Lyra's ugly makeup had completely washed off, and she exuded a beauty that actually outshone the carefully-dressed Evelyn.
"Mr. Damien, you're willing to get your clothes wet to save someone. But be careful not to be deceived. Lyra is a liar. Maybe she staged this herself, jumped in to attract your attention!"
Lyra suddenly looked up: "Evelyn, how dare you say that about me!"
"Need I say more? Look at that designer dress you're wearing. This brand hasn't released this style in recent years. You're a fake-wearing b***h!"
"Don't go too far. This is my mother's dress. It's not a fake." Lyra couldn't bear it anymore.
"Oh, then what about this?" Evelyn sneered.
"That string of sapphires around your neck. As far as I know, you owe a large amount of medical loans because of a car accident. How could you afford such expensive gems?"
"They were given to me by my best friend!" Lyra said angrily.
"Best friend? More like some Sugar Daddy gave them to you in bed!"
Evelyn taunted as she walked towards Lyra, about to reach out and touch the necklace around Lyra's neck. But before she could touch Lyra, her hand was grabbed tightly by another hand.
"Ms. Grayson, mind your language and behavior." Damien warned. His voice was extremely calm, but beneath that calm like an iceberg, it seemed as if there was a hidden tempest of anger.
"You're not worthy to touch this necklace."
Evelyn was a bit frightened. Clearly, when those gray-blue eyes looked at her, they were so cold that they seemed to freeze, devoid of any emotion.
"You had a car accident?" Damien turned around and looked at Lyra, and there was a hint of barely-noticeable heartache in his voice.
Lyra's heart was pounding. She didn't understand why, even though they had just met, Damien was so concerned about her.
Oh, she knew the reason.
Damien's company was the biggest investor in the competition, so of course he would care whether the contestants could participate normally.
No, she had come this far with great difficulty. She couldn't lose this opportunity!
"It was a minor car accident. My leg was fractured, that's all. It won't affect my participation in the competition." Lyra said desperately. She still managed to stand up, trying to prove that she could do it.
She was exhausted, and as expected, she fell. But the pain didn't come. She was caught by a pair of strong and warm hands.
Damien held Lyra in his arms. Had he scared her? His voice should be softer, and his expression shouldn't be so cold and solemn. Damien thought.
At this moment, everyone present was already stunned. Was this still the rumored cold-blooded devil Damien Ashfield?
Even Ryan had never seen his Boss like this before.
The CEO reflected in his heart and then said in a voice almost like coaxing a little girl, "It doesn't matter. This won't affect your competition qualification. But as for some people..."
"Anyway, no one can prove that she was pushed." Evelyn, having lost so much face in front of everyone, was unwilling to give up and said loudly. She looked around. "Who saw it?"
"She just fell in by herself." Someone whispered. Lyra remembered that it was one of Evelyn's followers.
And the others, one by one, lowered their heads. Among them was even Cora, who had shown friendliness to Lyra before.
Nobody wants to cause trouble. It was only the first round of the competition. Evelyn had already advanced smoothly, while Lyra's fate was still undecided. No one wanted to offend Evelyn.
Damien was about to speak when he felt the clothes on his chest being grabbed. He looked down, and Lyra looked up, stubbornly biting her lip: "I was pushed."
Lyra just didn't want Damien to misunderstand her as a scheming woman who would jump in on purpose to gain sympathy.
"You're lying. No one saw you being pushed!" Evelyn's voice was extremely shrill.
"I saw it!" At this time, a clear female voice rang out.
Everyone looked towards the door, where a short-haired woman holding a camera stood.
"Who are you?" Evelyn frowned.
"My name is Chloe. I'm a reporter from 'Gossip Radar'." The short-haired woman replied.
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