She’d almost kicked that woman out herself. Honestly, how could she have been so oblivious?
Lincoln held his stomach, gasping out, “Julian…”
Miles bent down and helped Madeline up. Julian’s eyes landed on Madeline’s wrist, red from being grabbed. Anger flickered in his gaze, growing darker by the second.
“Pack your things and get out of Grayson Enterprises.”
“Julian, wait…”
Lincoln’s voice shook. He started after them, but Miles blocked his way.
“Don’t move,” Miles warned, his tone final.
Nobody else had time to react before Julian leaned down, scooped Madeline effortlessly into his arms, and carried her toward the elevator. All eyes in the lobby watched as the doors slid shut.
Inside his office, Julian set Madeline gently on the sofa. His face was tight with rage.
Madeline rubbed her aching wrist, blinking up at him, trying to read his expression.
Julian looked at her wrist again and couldn’t bring himself to just ignore it. He stepped away, pulling out his phone.
Madeline listened. It sounded like he was calling his secretary for some ointment or bruise cream.
After hanging up, Julian’s eyes fixed on her.
“You did that on purpose.”
Madeline gave him a quiet smile. “Did what?”
“You provoked Lincoln. You wanted to see how far I’d go for you, didn’t you?”
Her eyes sparkled. She just laughed, not quite confirming, not quite denying.
The secretary arrived quickly with the ointment. Julian took Madeline’s hand, not bothering to hide his agitation. His touch was anything but gentle.
“Hey, easy! That actually hurts,” Madeline protested, wincing.
Julian shot her a dry, cold look. “I thought nothing could hurt you.”
She eyed him with a little tilt of her head. “Am I too scheming?”
“Are you and Lincoln enemies or something?”
“If you aren’t, you wouldn’t go to this trouble to set him up,” he added, watching her.
Madeline shook her head. “No, we’re not. I just… wanted to see where I stand with you, that’s all.”
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