CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1616

It was all just teasing. No one truly meant it. After all, a woman accompanying a man to such occasions wasn't necessarily a future wife, She could just as easily be a passing fancy.

After all, wasn't that what men often did?

The laughter grated on Jamie, her brows knitting tightly together. She found it revolting.

Then Ben's cold, clear voice sliced through the room, abruptly silencing the laughter. "Actually, there is someone."

The room froze. It was as if someone had yanked the strings of a puppet show, and all the performers had stopped mid-act.

"Cough... cough, my mistake," stammered the man who had been leading the jokes, his voice cracking as he desperately tried to recover. "I didn't realize this young lady held such a position."

Jamie, naturally, didn't care for their opinions, but Ben's quiet, unwavering defense warmed her heart.

Though it was a dinner meeting under the guise of drinks, the reality was clear that it was all business. And Ben, with his position and no-nonsense demeanor, made sure no one dared pressure him into drinking too much. Still, it was inevitable he would have a few. When the evening ended, Jamie brought Ben to his car. She moved closer and caught the faint smell of alcohol mingling with his usual crisp scent. It was like a whisper of mint folded into the aroma of wine, cool and intoxicating.

"Ben, can you hear me?" Jamie waved her hand in front of his face, trying to gauge if he was drunk.

Ben didn't respond.

"Are you seriously drunk right now..."

"I'm not drunk."

The sudden answer startled Jamie, and before she could react, she found herself enveloped in his cool embrace.

As she glanced outside at the passing streetlights and noticed the car window was still open, she panicked. "Let me go! The window's still open!"

"No." Ben's calm refusal dismissed all her protests.

When she opened her mouth to argue further, he simply reached behind her, pressed a button, and closed the window with a soft hum.

Just as Jamie breathed a sigh of relief, his lips descended on hers. Cool and gentle, like a kiss laced with mint, the touch lingered with unspoken intimacy.

Ben cradled the back of her head, his kiss unhurried and thorough, drawing out a depth of feeling that left her breathless.

Jamie felt her thoughts scatter, the

lack of oxygen clouding her mind "Let... let go of me!" She finally managed to push him away, panting heavily.

Ben wiped the corner of her lips with his thumb, his eyes dark and

intense Gone was the daze ne

drunken man from earlier. He was as clear-headed as ever.

He had been pretending.

"You tricked me!" Jamie glared at him, furiously rubbing her lips until they almost hurt.

Ben frowned slightly, his voice tinged with annoyance. "Is being kissed by me really so unbearable?"

Jamie hesitated. "It's not about that! You didn't even ask me first and you tricked me into thinking you were drunk!"

To her surprise, Ben chuckled, his smile laced with mischief. "I told you I wasn't drunk."

At his reminder, Jamie paused, recalling that he had indeed said as much. She just hadn't believed him.

Her expression grew complicated, and she sighed deeply, realizing just how devious Ben could be.

At least the business deal had gone through successfully.

Despite Noah's initial momentum as the newly appointed vice president, Ben had managed to hold his ground, keeping the balance of power firmly intact.

Meanwhile, the rivalry between the two brothers had become a topic of quiet speculation among the employees.

"I bet there's no way the VP can outdo the CEO."

"Exactly! Our CEO might seem laid-back most of the time, but when he gets serious, he doesn't hold back."

Even Ben's assistant joined in the gossip, turning to Jamie with a grin. "What do you think, Jamie? Who's your money on?"

Jamie glanced around, sensing the weight of several curious stares.

Then, amidst the sea of eyes, she felt one particularly intense gaze Turning toward the doorway, she caught a glimpse of someone in a tailored suit slipping out of sight.