Roar of the Supreme Warrior
Chapter 550

James smiled.

He closed his eyes and ignored Quincy.

He always had a good judgment of people, but he could not see through Quincy.

It was hard to read what was on her mind.

Moments ago, she was trying to seduce him.

Right after, she claimed not to want to steal Thea's husband.

Fortunately, he had a relatively strong endurance and was loyal to Thea. Thus, he was unwilling to mess around.

Otherwise, he might not have been able to resist Quincy's temptation and would have went to a hotel room with her.

It would be fine if she were serious.

However, it would be awkward if he agreed and she was just teasing him.

He was one of the Five Commanders of Sol, standing on top of the power pyramid. Not, he was the Transgenerational Group's behind-the-scene boss. He was also Quincy's boss. He did not want to lose face in front of her.

He did not sleep the whole night.

He closed his eyes, and soon the drowsiness overwhelmed him, and he fell asleep.

Quincy drove to the Transgenerational Group's underground parking lot.

She parked the car, and seeing that James was fast asleep, she did not have the heart to disturb him.

She stared at James, who fell asleep while leaning back in the seat.

James was not incredibly handsome. He was considered quite ordinary. However, the more Quincy looked at him, the more charming James was.

She was tempted as she watched James sleeping with his eyes closed.

She leaned toward his face and tried to kiss him.

Before she could touch his lips, James suddenly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met and held each other's gazes for a few seconds.

Quincy was flustered, and she blushed instantly. She quickly leaned away from him and took a deep breath while fixing her hair.

"What are you doing?" James looked at her.

"Y-You have something on your face. I wanted to help you get it off. There isn't anything else. Don't overthink." She said with a blushing face and got out of the car. "Really?"

James touched his face but found nothing and got out of the car.

The two walked toward the elevator.

Quincy acted like a child who made a mistake and got caught. She was flustered and kept her head lowered to the ground without saying anything else.

James also did not question anything.

They remained silent up the elevator.

Quincy went to her office floor.

James headed directly to the chairman's office on the top floor. He slumped into the sofa and fell asleep.

When Quincy arrived at her office, she could not focus on work.

Her mind was occupied with James.

"Quincy, Quincy! What are you doing? What are you fantasizing about?"

She reached out and held her head in frustration while muttering.

"He is already married. His wife is your best friend, Thea. You shouldn't be thinking about it."

She kept trying to dissuade herself.

"Quincy, you've waited for him for ten years. So what if he's married? You have to seize your own happiness.

"No, what belongs to you will belong to you. What's not yours will never be yours.

"How would you know it's not yours if you don't try?"

Quincy contemplated and kept talking to herself.

Ultimately, her thoughts were a mess, and she did not know what to do anymore.

After James ate, he was able to sleep peacefully.

When he woke up, it was already seven in the evening.

He got up and reached in his pocket, but it was empty.

"Looking for your cigarette?"

A voice resounded.

James heard the voice and glanced toward it. A woman was sitting in the office chair not far away. She was shaking his pack of cigarettes in her hand.

She had curly hair and was dressed in a red dress with a low v-neckline.

"What are you doing here, Quincy?"

James got up, walked to her, and took the cigarette pack from her hands. He took one out and lit it. Then, he glanced at her and said indifferently, "This is the chairman's office and it's off limits. You're a little bold, don't you think? Could it be you're interested in the chairman's position?"

Quincy pouted and smiled. "My ex-boyfriend is the boss of the Transgenerational Group. Whether I can have the position depends on your word."

James looked at the time and saw it was already seven in the evening.

"Office hours are over. Why haven't you left?"