Chapter 268 Helping You with My Hands
Half an hour later, Abigail finally finished all the paperwork for the day and lazily stretched.
As she looked up, her eyes met Gregory's gaze.
She was momentarily stunned, then chuckled lightly. "Mr. White, have you been staring at me this whole time?"
"Yes, unlike you, who completely ignores me once you're engrossed in work." His words seemed to carry a strong sense of grievance.
Abigail quickly stood up and threw herself into Gregory's arms, acting coquettishly. "Mr. White, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ignored you. Tell me, how can I make it up to you?"
Gregory's eyes flickered, his gaze falling on Abigail's cherry-red lips. He lowered his head and kissed her directly.
"This is enough," said Gregory.
Abigail was caught off guard, her lips sealed by Gregory's.
She widened her eyes in surprise, and the next second, Gregory pried her lips open with his tongue, invading her mouth and entangling her tongue, step by step, with his breath.
Abigail was forced to tilt her head back, her long, curled eyelashes trembling lightly, as if feathers were gently falling on Gregory's heart, making it itch.
His eyes darkened, and the hand holding Abigail's slender waist tightened, as if he wanted to merge her into his own flesh and blood.
Abigail was held so tightly that she could hardly breathe. She frowned slightly and gently pushed with her palm, expressing her displeasure.
Gregory consciously relaxed a bit, reluctantly moving his lips away from Abigail's.
"Abigail, I want you," Gregory said.
Boundless desire surged and burned within him like a wildfire.
He could hardly suppress the beast in his chest, eager to be released.
Abigail, kissed until she was weak all over, leaned dizzily against Gregory.
Seeing him reach into her clothes, Abigail's eyelids twitched violently, feeling very nervous, and quickly stopped him. "No, not here."
This was the office! How could Gregory not know the right place and time?
Gregory's mischievous hand froze slightly, a hint of grievance appearing on his handsome face.
"But what about this?" he asked.
Following his gaze to a certain prominent area, Abigail's cheeks immediately flushed, and she quickly looked away.
Her eyes dodged, Abigail bit her lip secretly, and whispered, "Can you hold it in?"
Looking at her blushing ears, Gregory's thin lips curved up, suddenly wanting to tease her.
He pretended to think deeply and said, "I don't think I can."
Abigail felt like she had fallen into a trap, shyly avoiding his gaze. "How about you hold on a bit longer, and wait until we get home..."
Before she could finish, Gregory suddenly pressed her down, his magnetic voice filled with extreme flirting. "But I don't want to wait, what should I do?"
Abigail's heart raced as she looked at his handsome face so close to hers.
She bit her lip, turned her face away, and, enduring her shyness, whispered, "How about I use my hand to help you."
She closed her eyes tightly and slowly moved her hand down.
At that moment, her wrist was grabbed by a warm hand.
Abigail froze, slowly opening her eyes, filled with confusion and surprise.
Gregory reached out and ruffled Abigail's hair, then kissed her forehead lightly.
"Silly, I was just teasing you," said Gregory.
Then he rolled over and sat up.
Abigail glared at Gregory shyly. "If you make this kind of joke again, you'll be sleeping in the study."
Looking at her pouting face, Gregory's smile deepened, and he pulled her along as they left DM.
On the way home, Abigail suddenly remembered something and said, "I went to the hospital to see Susan today. She said the person who made her film the video was Tom."
Hearing Tom's name, Gregory's grip on the steering wheel tightened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Just post the evidence you've collected online. Don't worry about Zenith Innovations Group; they'll come back to work with DM."
Abigail nodded lightly. "I've already had someone collect the evidence. It should be posted tonight."
Gregory said, "I'll handle Tom. You just focus on solving DM's problems."
A smile appeared on Abigail's pink cheeks, her voice soft and sweet. "Okay, thank you, Mr. White!"
Late at night, as everyone was scrolling through Twitter, a trending topic slowly emerged.
"DM Clarification" appeared in front of everyone.
Many people clicked out of curiosity and saw that DM's official account had posted a clarification, explaining the recent events online.
First, it clarified that Abigail and Tom only had a former superior-subordinate relationship, and the video was maliciously filmed and posted online. The mastermind had been found and the relevant evidence had been handed over to the police.
The second point was about the leaked DM design drafts.
All the design drafts released by that company were bought from a DM employee. They had obtained surveillance footage and stated that they would hold the employee and the company accountable.
Lastly, it clarified the arrest of David's family.
David was arrested for economic crimes, including tax evasion.
Jessica was taken away for attempted murder.
Kayla was taken away for causing a disturbance that almost led to a DM employee's miscarriage.
All of these were their own doing and had nothing to do with Abigail.
After the clarification was posted, it caused a huge uproar online.
[This is the best way to clarify things. All celebrities should follow this standard!]
[I really love it. Ms. Martin is not only beautiful but also brave enough to prove her innocence!]
[I declare, Abigail is my idol!]
Many people who had previously supported the company that plagiarized design drafts eventually realized they had been used.
A lot of netizens developed a rebellious attitude and flooded the company's social media accounts, demanding an apology from their executives.
The company's executives and CEO were initially confident about making a huge profit.
But after DM's clarification, they started to panic.
At that moment, they finally understood what it meant to suffer the consequences of their actions.
The CEO was so angry that he had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital overnight.
Later, the situation escalated.
Seeing their silence, netizens became even more furious, and those who had bought clothes from the company started returning them.
They tried to find new investors, but at this critical moment, no one dared to offend DM.
Moreover, DM had the backing of the White Group.
That was an entity they couldn't afford to provoke.
So, within three days, the company declared bankruptcy.
When Gregory heard about this, he was sitting in his office handling paperwork.
Leo looked pleased. "They dared to bully Mrs. White? Bankruptcy is too lenient for them!"
Gregory also had a smile on his face.
He leaned back in his chair, his well-defined fingers tapping lightly on the desk, and said casually, "I don't want to see any of this company's executives in Aramore again."
Leo was stunned and asked uncertainly, "Mr. White, do you mean all the executives?"
"What else?" Gregory sneered, his deep eyes flashing with a sharp cold light.
Anyone who dared to provoke Abigail should pay the price.
Facing Gregory's eagle-like sharp gaze, Leo shivered. "I'll get right on it!"
After saying that, he quickly left the office.
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