Chapter 223

Cyrus didn't immediately let Bella get up from her knees. In modern society, gaining someone's loyalty was all about either tempting or intimidating them. The elevator fell into a deathly silence. Bella knelt there, not daring to move. Cold sweat trickled down her back. She could feel the oppressive aura emanating from Cyrus, crushing her to the point where she could hardly breathe. Suddenly, she realized that she had been set up from the moment Cyrus entered the elevator, from Rachel's enticing gestures to the drink. But how did Cyrus know she would take the bait? Could he really discern her preferences just like that? Previously, Bella thought Cyrus was just a bragging loser, not even worthy of working with Margot. Now, she understood that this man was terrifyingly unfathomable. "Please spare me, Mr. Johnson. I don't want Margot to know about this; she would be so disappointed." "It depends on how you behave. You should know that without Margot, you're nothing." "What do yo