Chapter 172

But suddenly, the door opened. Elena walked in gracefully. Her eyes immediately caught the sight in front of her—Fabby massaging Nathan’s shoulders.

Elena stood in the doorway, her gaze icy. “What do you think you’re doing, Fabby?”

Fabby was startled, her face stiffening. “Ah... Mrs. Elena. I was just helping Mr. Nathan. He looked tired.”

Elena walked closer and brushed Fabby’s hands off Nathan’s shoulders with a firm gesture. “Thank you for your concern. But things like this are not the job of a secretary. Please leave.”

Fabby’s face turned sour. Her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes flashing with hidden resentment, but she still lowered her head. “Yes, Mrs. Elena.” She walked out, though inside she was burning with anger. “She always shows up at the wrong time. Why does Elena always have to win?”

As soon as the door closed, Elena glared at Nathan with a scowl. She pinched his waist mercilessly.

“Ouch!” Nathan yelped. “Elena! That hurts!”