Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 185

I rubbed my ears, thinking I was hallucinating. The next second, I heard Eric's laughter.

"I'm over here."

Following the sound, I saw him leaning against the doorway. The lights were off in that area, so it took me a moment to spot him.

Eric stepped out of the darkness, his figure blocking the only light source in the room.

I looked up at him, feeling a bit dazed. The glow from behind him outlined his figure, giving him an almost silver halo. Because of the backlight, I couldn't see his expression clearly. All I could hear was his deep, steady voice. "I came here to take you home."

A warm feeling bloomed inside me.

Maybe it was because I had been staring at my computer screen for too long, but my eyes felt a little sore and almost teared up.

"How did you even get in here?" I asked, confused. Didn't Brown Group have strict security access?

Eric smiled smugly. "I had your dad secretly register my face into the system. From now on, if you get too busy and forget to come home, I'll come pick you up."

His words made me suddenly remember that he and Dad had exchanged contact information.

I had assumed it was just formality, but it seemed they were actually in touch quite often. But… the way he mentioned my father so casually left me feeling strangely flustered.

I quickly pushed away the odd feeling and smiled, explaining why I stayed back for work. "I don't have much experience with these types of business presentations, so it's taking me longer than usual."

That part was true. Most of my work had been design-related, and business-heavy projects like this were out of my comfort zone. If this were a design task, I would've been the first to leave work.

Hearing this, Eric pulled over a chair, sat down beside me, and took my laptop without hesitation. Before I could say a word, he was already adjusting the slides, looking completely focused.