There were so many female workers in the tea factory. How was he supposed to know everyone's name?
Manager Cook called in the forewoman of tea-drying workers.
The forewoman met Tyrone, finding the man dazzlingly handsome and awe-inspiring.
She stammered, "Her name is Nancy. Every summer, she would come to work in the tea factory. It has been some years. I heard she is a college student under a work-study program."
After the forewoman finished her words, Tyrone pondered for a while.
"You can leave now." Tyrone instructed.
In a hurry, Manager Cook left with the others.
Shelton was reluctant to leave.
When he got out, he advised to Manager Cook, "Manager, we should at least leave one person there. What if the man takes advantage of Nancy?"
"Hell advantage!" Manager Cook glared at Shelton.
He pointed at Shelton's head, "Do you know the person inside? He is Tyrone, President of the YS Empire Group. Countless women are dying to sleep with him. Would he take advantage of a female worker? What's your problem?"
Tyrone, President of YS Empire Group!
Shelton was struck dumb.
Tyrone! An omnipotent tycoon in the business world of City A.
He had three listed companies that topped the world in terms of market value.
This man was a legend in City A.
Rumored had it he was a courageous and resolute man who brought worthless YS Group to the top of Forbes Global 2000!
Majoring in finance, Shelton certainly heard of and even admired Tyrone.
Tyrone had been keeping a low profile and rarely made his appearance before media. Therefore, Shelton didn't know his look.
After knowing the identity of the man, Shelton finally rested his mind at ease.
Such a great man certainly wouldn't take advantage of Nancy.
"Um."
Following a groan, Nancy came to herself.
The temperature in the office was moderate and comfortable.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw a tall man sitting there.
Dressed in a white shirt, the man looked handsome and refined.
A dark-gray windbreaker was randomly placed on his elbow.
"You?" Nancy was taken aback.
"You remember me? It seems you couldn't forget." Tyrone slightly curved up the corner of his mouth.
His tone was mischievous, teasing, and rising.
Nancy was speechless.
Just a couple of hours ago, the man tore off her maiden clothes. She was dumb if she couldn't remember him.
"Of course, I couldn't forget and even think about you all the time!" Nancy gnashed her teeth.
"Why?" Tyrone looked at Nancy with interest. His deep gentle voice was seductive.
"I want you dead!" Nancy's eyes reddened.
The sunny girl had been telling herself the man was at least better than that retarded man. She found herself thousands of excuses!
Even so, she couldn't deny her broken heart and great hatred.
"You want me dead? Why seducing me in the first place?" Tyrone's voice was as cold as the morning dew in late autumn.
"I didn't seduce you. I just sought for help!" Nancy reiterated.
"Help? You mean you were hunted?" Tyrone sounded frosty.
He darted a glance at Nancy with his cool clear eyes, "Do you think I will believe such a lame excuse?"
"Of course, you don't." Nancy said bluntly, "And I'm banged by you."