Veronica frowned in annoyance. âHow is the Blanchet family being selfish?â
Bartlett replied sternly, âYour brother has been missing for years without a trace. He never married Ellinor, yet now you want to keep her tied to your family. You expect her to raise the kids and manage the company without allowing her to start a new life. Donât you think thatâs being selfish?â
Caught off guard, Veronica gritted her teeth. âMy brother is just temporarily unavailable. Heâs not dead!
He will return one day!â
Bartlett smirked coldly. âIf he was going to return, he would have by now. He would never leave Ellinor and the kids here without a word, right?â
Veronica couldnât argue with Bartlett/ so she blocked his way instead.
âYour words mean nothing! This is the Blanchet Corporation, and if I donât want you in, youâre not getting in!â
Bartlett leaned in closer. âYou wonât let me in? Then I might just have to make a move on you.â
Veronica, fearless, retorted. âWhat? You dare hit me on Blanchet territory?â
Bartlett leaned in until his breath could touch her face. âI wonât hit you. If you wonât let me pursue Ellinor, then I might just pursue you instead. After all, Miss Veronica, youâre becoming more charming. I donât mind changing targets.â
With that, his hand lifted Véronicaâs chin.
Veronica, who had feelings for another man, was caught offâguard by his touch and instinctively backed away.
This gave Bartlett the opportunity to enter the CEOâs office.
By the time Veronica reacted, it was too late, which left her fuming.
Ellinor was busy typing on her keyboard when she heard someone enter. Assuming it was Veronica, she asked, âBack again? What else do you need?â
Bartlett smiled. âBusy, Ellinor?â
After hearing Bartlettâs voice, Ellinor stopped typing and looked up.
âWhy are you here?â
Her tone and expression made it clear that she wasnât thrilled to see him..
Bartlett, used to her cold reception, pulled out the chair opposite her desk and sat down. âJust checking in on you. How did things go with the old shareholders of the Blanchet Corporation? Did they give you a hard time?â
Ellinorâs gaze returned to her computer screen as she replied casually. âTheyâre manageable. They are nothing I canât handle.â
Bartlett admired her work ethic. âEllinor, honestly, are you okay with staying with the Blanchet family and working for them for free?â
Ellinor continued to type. âWhat do you mean? Iâm not working for free. I receive a salary.â
Bartlett chuckled. âHave you ever heard of a CEO who only gets a salary? Ellinor, youâre working harder than a horse but eating less than a cat. Doesnât that seem foolish?â
Ellinor was unfazed. âIs it necessary to keep an account of everything in oneâs own family?â
Hearing her refer to the Blanchet family as her own made Bartlett furrow his brows. âIâm afraid youâre the only one who considers the Blanchet family as your own. They probably donât see it that way.â
Ellinor glanced at him. âReally? And what do you think their perspective is?â
Bartlett asked, âDo you really want to hear my opinion?â
Ellinor smiled. âYouâre already here. Isnât it because you want to talk? Go ahead; Iâm listening.â
Bartlett grinned. âWell, if you insist. I think theyâre just using you and donât really consider you family.â
Ellinor raised an eyebrow. âOh? How so?â