It's truly a case of fearing something and having it happen.
Valentine Teller's mind went blank, she only knew she was panicked and needed to run away.
But after taking just two steps, her arm was grabbed firmly.
She turned back in shock and saw it was a security guard holding her.
The security guard stuffed the velvet box into her hand, "Ma'am, the CEO is right there, you should hand it over to him yourself."
The CEO wouldn't let her leave, so they absolutely couldn't let her go.
"I don't..." she hastily pushed it back, catching a glimpse from the corner of her eye that Mark Reed was already striding over, getting closer and closer.
He knew she'd bring it over herself, and he guessed she would ask the guard to hand it over to him.
He could easily guess her thoughts.
So he came down directly to wait, she was his prey.
Seeing her, all his anger seemed to have dissipated like smoke, there was no longer a trace of detectable rage in his heart, even his eyes turned gentle.
