Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 71: Office Dalliance

Robert glared angrily at Brianna. "What nonsense are you talking about? Which eye of yours saw me fooling around with women?"

"You know exactly what I mean!" Brianna’s emotions nearly broke as she remembered the glaring red lipstick mark.

"Do you dislike me for being old? Just like you disliked your original wife back in the day! Robert! Didn’t you hook up with me right after your original wife had just given birth?"Brianna shouted, the household staff wisely keeping their distance during the escalating argument.

"Enough, Mom. Don’t fight with Dad... please, stop fighting!" Hannah, with tears in her eyes, rushed forward to hold back her emotionally out-of-control mother.

"You... you’re impossible!" Robert felt a pang of guilt. Back then, Isabella had just given birth to Ella, her body had changed, and her interest in intimacy waned. So Robert had an affair with the third-rate actress Brianna, who became pregnant a year later. When Isabella found out, she was devastated and fell gravely ill, passing away a year later.

Hating when women dredged up the past, Robert angrily shrugged off his jacket and stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

Brianna watched Robert disappear outside, her chest heaving with anger. "Bastard! He’s the unfaithful one, and he blames me for not raising our son properly..."

"Mom, stop it! You need to calm down. If you keep this up, Dad will hate you even more!"

Hannah, as an outsider to the original affair, could maintain a bit more composure. But for Brianna, who believed she had sacrificed much for the family, Robert’s treatment was unbearable.

"Why are men so ungrateful? He found joy with me back then, and now he despises me for becoming an old, worn-out woman! He blames me for not raising our son right, but what about his own shortcomings?" Brianna sobbed bitterly.

"Stop crying, Mom. Let’s go to the beauty salon tonight," Hannah suggested, her eyes red. "We can win Dad back!"

Hannah was naive, thinking a few beauty treatments would restore their relationship. She didn’t understand that true charm wasn’t skin deep, something neither she nor Brianna could grasp.

Robert, fuming, returned to the office and didn’t even go home for dinner, opting to eat at the company instead. He now found going home unbearable, Brianna’s fake face only intensifying his frustration.

After years of marriage, Robert finally saw through her.

He couldn’t understand why Brianna had allowed their precious son to accompany Ella to the supermarket, but upon reflection, it was clear she had set up some scheme for Ella to fall into. Kevin had lost control and hurt Ella, which backfired.

Considering the events at home, Robert sensed Brianna’s machinations against Ella, including the twenty-million-dollar crown she claimed to have bought for their daughter, a clear misdirection.

Now that he saw through Brianna, his disgust for her grew.

Robert stayed at the office working late until ten, preparing to leave when he noticed a busy figure in the printing room.

Seeing the delicate figure, Robert felt a stir in his heart and approached.

"Why are you still here so late?" Robert asked softly as he walked over to the busy Emily.

Emily looked up with a shy smile. "Mr. Davis, I had a few more documents to copy, so I stayed late. I hope I’m not disturbing you?"

"Not at all. Your dedication to the company is touching. How about I order some late-night snacks, and you join me in my office for a bite?" Robert suggested with a warm smile, his eyes brimming with a soft, inviting charm.

He had long harbored inappropriate thoughts about Emily, mesmerized by her slender waist, rosy cheeks, and bright, expressive eyes. She embodied everything that made Robert feel like a young, lovestruck boy again.

"This might not be appropriate... company policies..."

"What policies? I make the rules here. If I say it’s fine, then it’s fine!" Robert chuckled, immediately pulling out his phone to call his assistant and order two servings of late-night snacks to his office.

Emily looked hesitant. "But if someone sees us..."

"Don’t worry. I’ll have my assistant drop off the food and leave, and I’ll send the security home for the night. I’ll lock the door behind them."

Reluctantly, Emily nodded. "Well... thank you, Mr. Davis."

Robert returned to his office, whistling with anticipation. The memory of Emily’s shy smile filled him with excitement. To him, she was a fresh college graduate, untainted and pure—a stark contrast to Brianna.

Twenty minutes later, the assistant delivered the snacks and left, taking the security guards with him.

Emily entered Robert’s office, her large eyes betraying a hint of unease. "Mr. Davis..."

"Come on, let’s eat!" Robert said cheerfully. His spacious office had a set of couches that doubled as a dining area.

Emily walked over, her demeanor shy and hesitant. "I feel bad for disturbing you, Mr. Davis. But this food smells so good, I won’t hold back!"

Her delicate fingers picked up the utensils, her modesty and grace inflaming Robert’s desires.

Emily ate slowly, her low neckline revealing glimpses of her cleavage whenever she bent forward. Robert’s breathing grew ragged.

He dropped his utensils and grabbed Emily’s hand. "Emily, I... I’ve liked you for a long time!"

Emily was taken aback, her startled expression like that of a frightened rabbit. "No... please, Mr. Davis, don’t!"

But Robert was beyond reason. The sight of her cleavage had pushed him over the edge. He pulled Emily into his arms and pressed his lips against hers passionately.

Emily struggled, her voice filled with panic and discomfort.

Robert maneuvered her onto the couch, his portly frame contrasting with her petite figure, making her seem even more delicate.

"Mr. Davis... you can’t do this, you have a family, a wife and daughter..." Emily’s eyes filled with tears, which only made Robert pause and look at her joyfully.

"Do you mean... you have feelings for me too, but you’re worried about my family?" he asked, elated.

Emily sobbed softly, neither confirming nor denying.

But silence was consent in Robert’s mind.

His heart leaped with joy as he cupped Emily’s face. "I can’t believe... you like me too! Isn’t it the greatest happiness in life that we like each other? To hell with family and morality! I’ll give you a proper status!"

Emily twisted in his grasp. "No... I can’t be with you... I... I’m not a virgin anymore..."