Chapter 2Stolen Eyes, Stolen Heart

The comments kept scrolling, most of them calling me evil for trying to stop the protagonist and the CEO from meeting. It was then that I realized I was in a CEO romance novel. In the book, Lynn was the protagonist. She had fallen in love with the CEO’s photo when she first joined the company, then scoured the internet to learn his preferences. Discovering he liked big-eyed beauties, she set her sights on me, the woman with the largest eyes in the company, and secretly used my photos to entice him.

The original plan was that after she had double eyelid surgery, styled to match my eyes by a popular surgeon, she would smoothly meet the CEO, embark on a sweet romance, and become his wife. However, as the “evil antagonist,” once I learned she was using my photos to date the CEO, I would try every trick in the book to “seduce” him. Eventually, the protagonist, fearing I’d succeed, would use her status as the CEO’s wife to fire me. She’d then expose my flirtatious messages with the boss online. This would lead to my being blacklisted across the entire industry, leaving me destitute, and ultimately, I’d be hit by a car by a “righteous netizen” and die.

Oh, lovely. Since I was the evil antagonist with such a grim fate, I had no choice but to rewrite my destiny. The thought of Lynn becoming the CEO’s wife and unleashing her vengeance, leading to my tragic death, sent a shiver down my spine.

When HR first handed me Lynn’s resume, I immediately passed on her due to her low academic qualifications. But she wouldn’t give up, repeatedly waiting for me downstairs, pleading for an interview. Seeing the brave and persistent young woman, I softened and let her join my department. Now, it seemed, it was all fate, merely playing out the book’s plot. But the story was just beginning, and I still had a chance to change everything.

With that thought, I fixed my gaze on Lynn and said coldly,

“The plane departs in three hours. I hope you make the right choice.”

Then I sent her the flight details. Upon receiving the booking confirmation, Lynn’s face instantly fell. She frowned, challenging me,

“Ms. Davies, I really can’t go. Why are you making things so difficult for me? I told you I have something important tomorrow and need to take a day off. Why do you insist on sending me on a business trip? You can’t just force me to do things I don’t want to do just because you’re my boss, can you? Whether you approve the leave or not, I’m not coming in starting tomorrow. I have to get this double eyelid surgery.”

With that, she grabbed her bag, ready to storm out.