Chapter 282

Slap!

Olivia Davis's palm sliced through the air with a sharp whistle.

But it was intercepted mid-swing by a large, well-defined hand.

William Johnson's grip was ironclad. A red mark bloomed instantly around Olivia's wrist.

"Ah—!" She shrieked in pain.

Emily Smith watched Olivia's contorted expression and frowned slightly.

This had just escalated into full-blown enmity.

"William!" Olivia cried, her voice trembling. "You're hurting me!"

His gaze was glacial. "Let go."

Olivia's eyes widened in disbelief. "You want me to let go first?"

Her nails dug into Emily's arm, nearly breaking skin.

Emily remained calm, allowing herself to be held.

"What is she to you?" Olivia sneered. "I, Olivia Davis, can bully whoever I want!"

The air around William turned frigid. "Touch what's mine, and I'll return it tenfold."

"Yours?" Olivia's voice pitched higher.

Emily froze.

"William Johnson!" Olivia's eyes reddened. "Say that again!"

"Emily Smith is my girlfriend." His words were deliberate. "Lay a finger on her again, and I won't hold back."

Olivia shoved Emily away violently.

Emily staggered backward but was caught firmly by William.

"Are you okay?" he murmured.

She shook her head.

"You bitch!" Olivia screeched, lunging forward.

William raised a hand and pushed.

Thud!

Olivia landed hard on the floor.

Grace Lee and the others held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.

"William Johnson!" Olivia pointed at them, her voice shaking. "For this slut—"

"Enough." His voice cut like ice. "Grace."

"Y-yes!" Grace jolted to attention.

"Escort her out." William wrapped an arm around Emily and turned away. "She's banned from BestTech permanently."

The office door clicked shut, muffling Olivia's wails.

"I'm sorry." William gently brushed Emily's shoulder. "I didn't expect her to show up."

Emily shook her head. "It was bound to happen."

She hesitated. "Miss Davis seems to..."

"Jealous?" He chuckled.

Emily rolled her eyes. "I meant, wasn't that too harsh?"

"Too late now." He pinched her cheek playfully. "How about you think of ways to make it up to me?"