I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437 Business Was Business

At that moment, a middle–aged man’s voice echoed. “Mr. Maxwell’s assistant, how should I address you?”

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The man didn’t know Ellis‘ name, but upon hearing “Mr. Maxwell’s assistant,” she immediately realized he was speaking to her. She turned to face the source of the voice.

A middle–aged man with a beer belly stood nearby, his eyes narrowed into slits, giving off a greasy and sleazy vibe.

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she recognized him as Mike, the man who had spoken with Maxwell earlier.

Out of professional courtesy, Ellis chose to ignore his unappealing appearance and replied, “My last name is Harper

“How about I call you Ms. Harper?” Mike casually swirled the two glasses of champagne in his hand, then offered one to Ellis.

This was a situation Ellis had never encountered before.

JAs the assistant to a prominent executive, she wasn’t in a position that warranted others to fawn over her. Her instinct told her

that Mike wasn’t approaching her from a business standpoint; his intentions were more dubious.

She pretended not to notice the champagne, offering a polite but distant smile. “Mr. Bowen, you may address me however

you

like.

With that, she took a step to move past h

past him

“Hey, Ms. Harper, where are you going?” Mike, using his bulky frame like a wall, casually blocked her path. “Let’s chat for a moment. Who knows, if you ever want to change jobs, I might throw you an olive branch. You can come work with me.”

Having weathered her fair share of challenges, Ellis quickly recognized Mike’s ulterior motives. If she didn’t, she might as well be blind.

She took a step back. “My boss is looking for me. I must excuse myself.”

“Ms. Harper, that’s a rather cheap lie,” Mike sneered, recalling the sight of Maxwell earlier, chatting and drinking with others. “Mr. Maxwell isn’t looking for you. He’s busy making more connections.”

Ellis had no patience for persistent individuals, especially those with no self–awareness.

Her attractiveness wasn’t a reason she had to endure such unwelcome attention.

With an emotionless expression, she moved around Mike, intent on putting distance between herself and the unwanted interaction.

But just then, she felt a firm grip on her wrist.

Without a second thought, she knew it was Mike. She shot him a sharp, warning glance before forcefully shaking him off, her voice cold. “Have some respect!”

In public, if he didn’t care about his reputation, she certainly didn’t mind humiliating him.

“Don’t get worked up!” Mike, seemingly well–versed in women’s psychology, nodded as though he understood. He then produced a business card and pushed it into Ellis‘ hand. “Here’s my card! Ms. Harper, if you ever want to switch jobs, don’t

hesitate to contact me.

Ellis wasn’t naive. She clearly understood the underlying message in his words. His job switch” was more about switching “masters,” and it repulsed her so much that she wanted to slap him.

Without a hint of hesitation, she tore the business card to pieces, showing no consideration. “Sorry, I have no intention of changing jobs.”

“Quite the fiery temper!” Mike, unfazed by the destruction of his card, smiled. “I like my assistants spicy, just like you.”

Chapter 437 Business Was Business

Mike watched her retreating figure with an amused smirk, taking sip after sip of his champagne.

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A man approached and stood beside Mike, noticing he was staring at the woman. He leaned in and remarked, “Mr. Bowen, if you really like her, why not slip something into her drink to make her more compliant? Tonight, she’ll be yours to do with as you please.”

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The suggestion was that a certain drug could make someone lose all awareness of their surroundings, turning object to be controlled. The most potent effect was that the person would have no memory of anything that occurred under its influence.

Mike was tempted, but he hesitated. He knew Ellis was Maxwell’s assistant, and she had come to the event with him. If she were to vanish from the party, Maxwell would likely investigate her disappearance, and Mike didn’t want to attract that kind

of attention.

“You think of things I don’t?” Mike sneered, shooting a disdainful glance at his old friend, Jimmy Clark. “We can play, but we should stick to the rules. Don’t bring unnecessary trouble upon yourself.”

When it came to women, the ideal targets were those without connections or protection. That way, the risks were minimized. If anything went wrong, it could be easily handled.

But playing with women who had status or backing was far riskier. If things went awry, it could blow up into a major issue, and Mike wasn’t about to risk that.

Businessmen didn’t like losing money, and Mike knew that Ellis wasn’t the right person to mess with right now.

He decided to be patient and wait until Maxwell had grown tired of her, then he’d make his move.

Jimmy, noticing Mike’s disdain, quickly changed the subject, discussing a new project he hoped to collaborate on.

Friendship was one thing, but business was business, Mike had heard about Jimmy’s project several times before but still didn’t think it was profitable. The chances of losing money seemed too high, so he flatly turned down his old friend once again.

Jimmy, rejected once more, couldn’t hide his discomfort, and his face betrayed a hint of embarrassment.

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