Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 267. Domineering CEO Can Do Anything_1

Chapter 267: 267. Domineering CEO Can Do Anything_1

What if a customer files a complaint?

Thankfully... thankfully it was Mrs. Jones. If it had been another female guest, President Jones demanding a customer’s room key like that, who knows if his intentions were not honorable.

Of course, the front desk clerk didn’t dare to say this. He could only lower his head while the lobby manager pointed at him, berating him with spittle flying.

When Elly Campbell finished her bath, wrapped in a bathrobe and came out of the bathroom with a dry towel in hand to dry her hair, she was startled the moment she lifted her eyes and saw the tall figure sitting on the sofa in the room.

"Adam Jones!!!"

She stopped the motion of drying her hair, clutched the towel, and rushed over to Adam, "How did you get into my room? How did you come in?"

Her back teeth clenched, her eyes spitting fire as she stared at Adam.

Adam sat on the sofa, lifting his gaze toward the angry woman standing in front of him. Her wet hair lazily hung over her shoulders, and her bathrobe gaped open slightly at the neck, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone, sensual and provocative.

Adam’s Adam’s apple moved subconsciously, his throat suddenly grew dry, and he awkwardly shifted his gaze away a bit. Lifting his eyelids lazily, he looked at the slightly frantic woman in front of him and curled the corners of his lips.

Suddenly, he stood up from the sofa. Elly was startled by his abrupt movement, instinctively stepping back two paces before standing steady.

Those beautiful eyes were still full of wariness and hostility as they stared at Adam, a faint spark of fire spilling out from their depths.

Adam watched her, let out a few low chuckles, and took two steps closer. Elly instinctively wanted to retreat but was caught around the waist by Adam.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Haven’t you heard that overbearing CEOs can do anything? Entering my own ex-wife’s room, what’s so difficult about that?"

Adam’s voice was very nice to listen to, deep with a magnetic quality, and with the current ambiguous atmosphere, it always made one think of something more suggestive.

Elly’s heart rate involuntarily sped up, avoiding Adam’s somewhat seductive eyes. Her hand holding the towel, due to nervousness, exerted too much force.

Overbearing CEOs can do anything?

It was the first time Elly saw someone praise themselves so shamelessly, and yet she felt that this statement was not at all out of place when applied to Adam.

The hand resting at her waist, even through the bathrobe, made "skin contact," and the heat from his palm, though faint, quickened Elly’s already restless heartbeat.

Suppressing the chaos in her heart, she looked at Adam, trying to appear calm as she corrected, "Ex-wife!"

"It’s all the same, isn’t she still the mother of my son?"

Adam’s face showed indifference, his deep voice laced with a hint of a light laugh, that casual remark tinged with a bit of roguishness.

Elly bit back her irritation, about to kick him out, but then suddenly caught the key point of what he had just said—son.

Elly’s heart skipped a beat.

It had been two months since the custody battle, and Adam had never rushed her to hand over the son. She kept deluding herself, hoping he had forgotten about the matter.

Now that he mentioned their son so naturally, her heart couldn’t help but lift, and she even felt a twinge of guilt, secretly hoping Adam would let the topic slide.

Therefore, when Adam had just mentioned their son, she had no intention of engaging with his words.