The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 45: No Intention to Let Him Leave

"Oh, alright."

Ben Taylor was a bit stunned for a moment before speaking, agreeing with Holly Sawyer’s idea in his heart.

He quickly made a call, instructing the team to work overtime.

Dylan Pierce watched Ben make the call, still looking disdainful, but he started to feel a slight sense of crisis.

He didn’t quite believe that such a large batch of military supplies could be produced so quickly by Ben and his team.

"Boss, it’s done."

Ben exhaled a sigh of relief as he spoke.

He suddenly felt that he wasn’t handling things well and that Holly had to make a trip specially.

"Hmm."

Holly lowered her head, playing with her phone, her tone indifferent.

She was chatting with Leo Grant, and in the process, she sent some landscape and food photos she had taken in Arkenfall to Leo.

Hmm, as proof she was there for fun.

"A little sleepy."

Holly yawned. She just got up, but now she indeed felt tired.

Really wanted to go back to sleep.

"Not discussing the cooperation?"

Seeing Holly’s nonchalant attitude, Dylan frowned as he spoke, dissatisfaction apparent in his eyes.

Could this be the method to achieve cooperation?

"Not discussing it." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Ben replied, suddenly feeling as if Holly made the trip for nothing. He was still thinking about how to cheer Holly up.

"Wait a minute, I said that once you see your boss, the deal will naturally go through."

Dylan blocked Ben and Holly’s path, speaking rather rudely.

Regardless, today he insisted on meeting the head of The Pantheon, having brought people along just in case Ben didn’t summon the real boss.

"I’m right here."

Holly slid one hand into her pocket, her tone plain.

Hmm, why don’t they believe her? She’s said it so many times already, it’s rather exasperating.

"Little girl, don’t interrupt."

Dylan shot Holly a dismissive glance, his tone quite unfriendly.

If you’re hiring an actor, find a better one, okay? This one looks so small it’s simply not believable.

Holly: "..."

Ben blinked, glanced at Holly, and explained, "She really is my boss."

Though Holly’s face was particularly deceiving, looking nothing like it, the fact remained that Holly was his genuine boss.

"You don’t believe it?"

Holly raised an eyebrow, and in the next moment, Dylan was thrown to the ground by this petite girl, with Holly’s foot on his ribs, her voice cold.

Dylan didn’t react; in that brief moment, he was thrown to the ground by a petite girl, utterly unbelievable.

His body ached all over; the girl’s strength was truly immense.

"Do you believe it now?"

Holly yawned as she slowly inquired.

Hmm, if he doesn’t believe her now, there’s nothing she can do.

"How are you so strong?"

Dylan lay on his stomach, inhaling deeply as he spoke.

Even though they said Holly is the head of The Pantheon, he still couldn’t believe it due to her young age, so young that it was unbelievable.

Holly slowly pulled down her mask, revealing an astonishingly beautiful face that, despite its astonishing appearance, looked particularly youthful.

She looked small.

Holly deftly pulled a lollipop from her pocket, skillfully unwrapped the candy, and popped it into her mouth.

The white peach oolong flavored lollipop tasted quite good, very sweet; both Ben and Dylan could smell the aroma.

"Have you ever heard of something..."

Holly stared intently at Dylan, slowly asking but stopping halfway.

"Those who’ve seen the head of The Pantheon can absolutely keep it a secret."

Holly’s lips curled into a slight smile, a cold smile, chilling to the bone.

Indeed, those who have seen her true face and know her real identity can absolutely keep it a secret.

The Pantheon members naturally wouldn’t betray her, and as for the remaining ones...

The dead are best at keeping secrets; apart from The Pantheon members, others who knew her identity all rested six feet under, bound to silence.

"What are you trying to say?"

Dylan was especially pained under Holly’s foot, his face twisted, his voice rough, reluctant to admit he was in pain from a little girl.

He couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind Holly’s words.

"Only the dead can absolutely keep secrets."

Holly’s smile was exceedingly cold.

Ben watched from the side, silently stepping back a few paces since he knew Holly didn’t like being disturbed when handling matters, choosing to observe.

Dylan’s face briefly stiffened, staring incredulously at Holly.

He watched as Holly slowly pulled out another lollipop from her pocket, leisurely unwrapping the candy, the white peach oolong scent spreading through the air.

"Candy is sweet, delicious, tastes nice. But there’s a saying that the sweeter something is, the more lethal it becomes."

Holly spoke slowly, her voice indescribably gentle, soft and delicate, evoking a sense of protectiveness.

Ben turned his face away, avoiding looking at Holly, knowing what was about to happen.

Holly could utter the most terrifying words in the gentlest voice, something all of them had gotten used to.

Dylan clearly hadn’t processed Holly’s change in tone... He couldn’t pinpoint his feelings.

Holly bent down, clasped Dylan’s jaw with her hand, forcing his mouth open, and stuffed the lollipop inside.

The flavor of white peach oolong spread through Dylan’s mouth, and he couldn’t quite grasp why Holly would give him a lollipop.

Because Holly had also eaten the lollipop, Dylan never imagined there was a difference between the lollipop he ate and the one Holly ate.

One was sweet, the other sweetly deadly.

Dylan suddenly felt something was wrong, the lollipop seemed...

The head of The Pantheon.

Lollipop.

White peach oolong flavor.

Dylan realized at that very moment that Holly truly was the head of The Pantheon, no joke.

Misjudged.

"Even if the cooperation succeeded, you wouldn’t leave this door today."

Holly said to Dylan, whose breath was weakening bit by bit.

Negotiating cooperation requires a contract, verbal promises don’t hold, thus Holly’s presence today meant Dylan wasn’t leaving alive.

"Remember this, not just anyone can meet me."

As Dylan closed his eyes, Holly calmly spoke, taking the lollipop from her mouth and tossing it on the ground, putting her mask back on.