Chapter 2

I shifted slightly to the side, easily dodging his attack.

Turning, I grabbed his wrist with one hand and seized his hand with the other, twisting hard.

A crisp "crack" sounded, and Tony's right hand hung limply.

Tony probably didn't know I'd practiced taekwondo for over twenty years.

Dealing with him was more than easy.

"Ahhh—"

Tony clutched his wrist, howling in pain.

Our commotion had already attracted plenty of passersby.

More and more people gathered to watch the spectacle.

"She's crazy! She even dares to hit Tony?"

"I think you've got a death wish!"

The coworkers behind Tony rushed forward in a fury.

"Bitch, you dare hit me?!"

Tony's chest heaved violently, his bloodshot eyes glaring at me with murderous rage, as if he wanted to tear me to pieces.

"Everyone, get her! Kill her! Wright will give you all promotions and raises afterward."

Their eyes lit up as they rolled up their sleeves and charged at me.

Two fists can't fight four hands. In the chaos, someone kicked the back of my knee.

I grunted, stumbling forward a couple of steps from the kick.

Tony saw his chance and was about to follow up with a few more kicks.

Then came a screech—a red sports car stopped smoothly in front of everyone.

The car door opened, and a gorgeous pregnant woman stepped out.

Judging by her belly, she was about four or five months along.

"What's all this shouting about?"

"This is SKY Group's office building, not a farmer's market!"

Seeing the chaos at the entrance, the gorgeous pregnant woman frowned.

"Wright!"

Seeing the pregnant woman, Tony cradled his arm and trotted forward, his face full of flattery.

Wright? My heart stirred.

So this was the Wright everyone had been talking about, the CEO's wife of SKY Group.

I observed the woman before me calmly.

This Wright was gorgeous and seductive, with a pair of captivating peach-blossom eyes.

Even with a pregnant belly, she still exuded allure.

Wright frowned:

"How many times have I told you? At the company, call me Secretary Wright."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Tony nodded and bowed with a smile, not offended at all.

"Tony, haven't I told you that the entrance is the company's face?"

"A crowd of people gathered here making a scene—what does that look like?"

"Phillips chose you for this important position because he values you. Is this how you do your job?"

Wright's face darkened with displeasure.

"Wright..."

Tony habitually started to speak, but met Wright's warning eyes.

His neck shrank, and he quickly changed his words with an awkward smile:

"Secretary Wright, this really isn't my fault."

"It's her—this beggar tried to force her way into the company. I tried to talk sense into her, but she wouldn't listen and even attacked people."

"Look, she broke my hand!"