Chapter 4The CEO's Rules

Leo had smashed all the fakes himself, leaving no evidence. The genuine articles were all mine.

Time to ship them out and sell them.

With a racing heart and trembling hands, I grabbed my car keys, ready to leave.

But I ran right into Leo on his way downstairs.

His clear, yet utterly stupid, eyes looked me over. "Leaving, Dr. Chen?"

Duh. The female lead is gone. You expect me to stick around and be your nurse?

So I nodded.

Leo: "Good. Go home and pack your things. Starting tomorrow, you'll be living here."

Me: "?"

Leo's eyes burned with a furious fire. "I'll find her within a week, at most. That damn woman never takes care of herself. I need you on standby at all times."

What could I say? Whatever makes you happy.

I put on a somber expression. "I hope Miss Warren is safe and sound."

As I turned to leave, he called out again. "Dr. Chen, why are your hands shaking?"

Crap. I couldn't control my excitement at the thought of my newfound wealth.

But Leo had already come up with his own explanation. "You must be exhausted from the last couple of days. Julian, drive Dr. Chen home."

Julian and I exchanged a look, both of us with our own ulterior motives.

In the car, Julian's eyes scanned the row of antiques in the backseat. His icy demeanor melted away, and he grabbed my hand excitedly.

"Sis! You're my one and only sis!"

I was flabbergasted. "You change your tune fast."

Julian's face fell. "I'm an actor! I transmigrate into a book and end up as a butler whose only line is 'It's been so long since the young master has been this happy.' Ugh, I've had enough of that moron! When you get rich, don't forget about me!"

I had to admit, Julian's role as the butler was incredibly convenient for my get-rich-quick scheme.

So we put our heads together and planned to mark all the valuable items in the villa over the next few days, looking for opportunities to snag them.

But I never expected that instead of an opportunity, we'd get the second female lead.

Leo's fiancée, the heiress of the Thorne Group, Lucy Thorne.

Leo was out hunting for his runaway lover, so Julian and I had sent the other staff away and were running around the villa like two weasels in a melon patch, searching for treasure.

Lucy strode in, decked out in designer heels, a Chanel suit, and a Hermès bag.

She walked through the front door with an air of righteous fury.

I was crouched by a table, examining the jewels on its legs to see if they were real.

Without a word, Miss Thorne marched over and slapped me across the face.