Chapter 22

How could it be Mr. CEO! Louise could not believe her eyes. She was so shocked that she did not even realize that the cops had arrived at the scene. “The cops are here. You’re fine now, you’re fine now,” Monique comforted Louise as she helped her up and patted her shoulder. Louise’s eyes were still widened and she had chills all over her body. The man in front of her had a body and manner more attractive than top male models as his handsome features were prominent on his frosty look. This elegant, luxurious, and royal-like man would be none other than the Moore Group’s CEO—Henry Moore. “Bring that disgusting thing away.” He glared at the officers arrogantly, and his voice was cold yet magnetic. He had an inherently royal aura to him. His temperament pierced through the officers’ hearts. It was terrifying. ‘God damn it, how dare this guy mess with Young Master Moore’s employees? He will be sentenced to jail for sure!’ “Yes… Yes… We’ll take him away. We’ll never let him out and harm others anymore.” The officer next to Henry nodded and bowed respectfully. The officer chucked the beaten up, middle-aged man into the patrol car and bowed before Henry again. “If you have no other requests, we’ll take our leave.” Henry nodded slightly as a signal for the cops to leave. “Thank you, Mr. CEO!” Louise bowed in appreciation. If Monique did not hold her up, she would have been on her knees by now. She still could not believe her eyes. “Get in,” Henry scoffed. There was no hint of warmth in his voice. His dark eyes glared at Monique before opening the door to the car and he did it all so gracefully. Henry’s beautiful face was clouded with dissatisfaction. This woman had yet to look him in the eye ever since he walked out of the woods. Was she trying to burn the bridge? In fact, Monique did not dare to look at him at all. Her heart was still racing thinking about how he carried her into the car. It was uncontrollable. She had never been carried that way by a man in her life. She felt a sense of security as she laid in those strong arms. Monique helped Louise into the backseat with Henry. Louise did not dare to sit near him and leaned against the door instead. Monique got in the car as well. Her clear eyes seemed like shining stars. She looked at the man in the backseat through the rearview mirror and said, “Let’s send Louise back first. I’m worried about her in this state and it’s impossible to hail a taxi here.” Her voice was gentle and sweet. It sounded refreshing like flowing water in the mountains. He did not reply, but nodded slightly instead. After that, he leaned into the backseat lazily, and naturally crossed his long legs. He was bathed in the waning light and he seemed like he had a cool and domineering temperament. His sculpture-like features were a perfect work of art. His cold, deep, dark eyes were exuding a sharp ray of light like an eagle in the night. The threatening aura exuding from him was dazing. The atmosphere in the car felt a little tense and stressful once it became quiet. Why did Monique appear with the CEO? The CEO was a busy man. It would be nearly impossible for him to realize that an insignificant employee like her was in trouble! “Why did the CEO come to save me?” Louise could not help herself but asked. She was really curious about it. “I got him to help. I couldn’t find you after looking around outside your building, and I did not know who else could help me. I had no choice but to ask him!” Monique said with honesty. Henry’s eyes twitched and his expression became darker than ever. What did she mean by ‘having no choice but to ask him’! Was it so difficult for her to do so? So that was the case... Then, how did Monique know the CEO? Louise was curious but she did not dare to ask Monique in front of the CEO. “Thank you so much, if it wasn’t for you, I would have…” Louise looked at Monique thankfully. She did not dare to imagine what could have happened to her. She might have lost her dignity, she might even have lost her life. “Thank you, Mr. CEO,” Louise thanked him genuinely. Henry shut his eyes and ignored her. There was pin-drop silence in the car and it was awkward. “You’re welcome. I’ll answer you on behalf of Daddy,” Little Nomi, who had been quiet for some time, turned her head around and said to Louise. Her chubby face was flushed, and her crystal clear, almond-shaped eyes shone like the stars. Her voice was soft and gentle and it was pleasant to the ears. Bang! Louise froze. It was as if she was struck by lightning. She must have been traumatised, she must have heard her wrong... How could she call the CEO her father? Impossible! The CEO was not flirty and there were no rumors about him! “What did you call me?” Henry opened his eyes and asked nonchalantly. It was impossible to tell what he was feeling from his voice, but it gave off a dangerous vibe nonetheless. Monique was stunned and her heart stopped. Her face was thoroughly flushed. As her heart skipped a beat, she heard Little Nomi’s childish voice call him ‘Daddy’ again. It was peculiar that Henry was not angry about it at all. His sexy, defined lips seemed like it was grinning. This little girl was brave… She did not fear him at all. If it was anyone else, they would have been peeing their pants by now. Louise shivered in shock. She held onto the handle by the window. Her knees were weak… She heard it right this time. Little Nomi called him her Daddy, and Monique was her mother... Could it be that Mr. CEO and her were… Louise did not dare to think about it any further because it did not seem like that was the case. Monique was so embarrassed that she wished she could bury herself in a hole. This was not the first time Little Nomi had called him her father, maybe she wanted a father that badly. “No… No…” Monique pursed her lips and explained in embarrassment, “Little Nomi never had a father and she really wanted one, so…” Her heart ached as she spoke. His family status was unmatched and even the police were respectful toward him. How could he be her father? Monique thought about how he spied on her as she changed her clothes yesterday… He could never, and cannot, be Little Nomi’s father. However, Henry was taking a good look at Little Nomi with interest. Her thin and curved eyebrows, small and straight nose, long and thick eyelashes, as well as demeanor were about 50 or 60 percent like him. He was never a fan of kids as he had always thought that they were trouble. But he was not resenting Little Nomi at all, he even felt that she was likeable. It was as if something was meant to be. Could it be that she was the product of that fateful night with this woman? That could not be! ‘Hm, a DNA test must be done someday!’ After sending Louise home, only Monique and Henry were in the car. “Thank you so much for today,” Monique said genuinely. Monique’s heart was warm thinking about how he protected her and asked her to stay in the car with Little Nomi. Henry’s dark gaze became darker as she just only thought about thanking him. “Why didn’t you return the clothes today!” Henry lifted his brow. His voice was cold with a hint of dissatisfaction.