To the Love of My Life

Chapter 162 - 162: 162: Crying herself into unconsciousness (8)

So, he invited Mr. Octo to drink alcohol with him once again.

This time, as Mr. Octo drank with him, his gaze became even more intense, fixating directly on Ruby’s figure.

As Steve’s heart was filled with a burning rage, suddenly someone stood beside Ruby, conveniently blocking his view of her.

The person blocking Ruby was Maya Mitchell, much to Steve’s knowledge. He silently gave Maya a mental thumbs-up and thought about giving her a raise at the end of the month.

However, his relief only lasted half a minute before Maya and Ruby walked together onto the dance floor.

Today, Ruby wore a tight blue mini skirt, fully revealing her figure.

She stood in the flashing lights of the dance floor, dancing face-to-face with Maya.

Steve’s expression was calm as he leaned against his chair, his fingers pinching the wine glass while looking at Ruby’s alluring movements. He then glanced over at Mr. Octo, who sat beside him, staring dumbfounded at Ruby on the dance floor.

Steve suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He somewhat regretted visiting the Gregorys to see Ruby yesterday, letting her come to work at Pristine’s Enterprises today, and even more regretful for inviting her to the company banquet tonight.

Mr. Octo had no idea what emotions were stirring deep inside the seemingly indifferent Steve. He admired Ruby while asking Steve, “Mr. Burton, the woman who just toasted in the corner and works in your company, is she an employee here?”

Steve didn’t answer, but his headache grew worse.

Because in the distance of the dance floor, Ruby was dancing gracefully, enticingly captivating hearts and souls.

Mr. Octo didn’t mind Steve’s apparent disregard for him, focusing instead on Ruby’s figure and unreservedly admiring her. With deep emotion in his voice, he began to praise Ruby, “I never thought that in your company, Mr. Burton, there would be such a heavenly beauty. You truly are fortunate. You have no idea, I have lived so many years and seen countless beautiful women, I feel completely numb to them. But when I saw her, I truly felt a sudden enlightenment, as if stumbling upon a beautiful village with dark willows and bright flowers, and a sense that she is the sun rising in the east!” Mr. Octo’s words were eloquent and sincere in their praise.

However, his words fell into Steve’s ears like unbearable noise.

What sudden enlightenment, what beautiful village with dark willows and bright flowers, what sun rising in the east…

Such profound and artistic words.

Steve’s headache felt increasingly out of control.

PS: That’s it for today, continue tomorrow– Yesterday’s lucky reader was…