---- Chapter 87 Wendy struggled desperately, unwilling to give up any opportunity to escape. She didn't want to wait until she became completely powerless under James' control. "Don't move. Unless you want to become infamous in Frank Group!" James warned. The moment they stepped into the elevator , he wrapped his arm tightly around her waist, pulling her into his chest.

The intensity of his tone felt like a gun pressing against her temple, as if James would pull the trigger if she made one wrong move. Wendy raised her eyes, meeting his cold, angry gaze, and noticed an emotion she couldn't quite understand -a hint of disappointment that confused her. However, it wasn't just anger. She froze before taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "James, what exactly do you want? You want to be with Jenna, right?

Since I divorced you, didn't that make plenty of room for her? "Ethan likes her so much. For the sake of your family's harmony , I even gave him up. What more do you want from me?" For the past 20 days, James had been the one persistently ---- holding onto her. The phone calls, the unannounced visits, and the unexpected project cooperation with the hospital all pointed to one thing -he didn't want her to leave. Wendy felt her goals slipping further away with this kind of pressure.

The more she stayed silent, the more her thoughts spiraled. When she thought about the possibility of not being able to go abroad for further studies, she became desperate. She gritted her teeth and glared back at James, showing no fear of his icy stare. Before she could say anything, the elevator doors dinged open, and he pulled her out. She stumbled, almost falling, but he quickly wrapped his arm around her waist to steady her. James' and the secretary's offices were located on this floor.

Throughout their marriage , he had never allowed Wendy to visit his office or bring her here. This was her first time seeing his office. It was designed similarly to their villa-simple yet luxurious inits details, perfectly matching his temperament. While standing at the door, Wendy clung to the doorframe , refusing to let him drag her inside. ---- But now that it had come this far, he wasn't going to let her go.

He forcibly pried her fingers off one by one, then scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the office. With a loud bang, the door slammed shut. The secretaries in the office instinctively peeked out to see what was going on, only to spot James carrying an unfamiliar woman into the office. Jenna was busy working, but when she looked up and saw their actions , she took off her headphones with a displeased expression. "You've all worked with Mr.

Frank for so long-you probably know better than Ido that he can't stand people who waste time on the job," she commented. The group turned around, their curiosity piqued. For once, the usual respect and caution they showed her were nowhere to be seen. Surprised and intrigued, one of them asked, "Didn't Mr. Frank just bring a woman into his office?" "You're not mistaken. It was a woman. I even heard her voice." Jenna froze when she heard this. "A woman? What kind of woman?" she thought.

Unable to hold back, she stood up and asked, "Are you sure you saw this?" ---- "Ms. Sanders, didn't you see? She was dressed simply, but she was really beautiful."