Chapter 245 Punished Till Her Lips Swelled

• Conrad Heathcliff’s gaze sharpened, turning icy and stern. “I’ll come to you when I have time. During work hours, I don’t want to deal with personal stuff. If there’s nothing else, get back to work.”
• She looked like someone had smacked her with a blunt stick. Her shoulders trembled. She wanted to speak, but swallowed it back, lowered her head, and said in a small voice, “Got it.”
• She slumped and walked out.