The Humble Ex-wife is Now A Brilliant Tycoon - Chapter 736

Chapter 736:

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Dylan’s fingers itched to dial Christina’s number immediately. His eyebrows pulled together in a deep frown as frustration leaked into his voice. “Why are you wasting time with trending topics right now?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Scott. Miss Jones is perfectly safe right now.”

The words had barely left Edwin’s mouth when Dylan’s eyes turned to ice, shooting him a look that could have frozen the entire office.

“Edwina, are you looking to get fired today?” Dylan’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. His stare could have cut through steel.

A cold shiver ran down Edwin’s spine, and he pulled his shoulders up defensively like a turtle retreating into its shell. “Mr. Scott, I legally changed my name ages ago. It’s Edwin now, not Edwina.”

Dylan’s eyes became two chips of ice as he stared Edwin down. “Are you seriously trying to tell me how to address you?”

“God, no! I would never!” Edwin’s face immediately shifted into the most ass-kissing smile he could manage. For a split second, he considered offering to massage Dylan’s shoulders or fetch his coffee—anything to get back in his good graces. But he knew damn well that would probably get him fired on the spot. Edwin noted that in the entire world, Christina was the only human being who could touch Dylan and live to tell about it. Heck, she was the only one who could make him actually smile. When Dylan was seeing red and ready to tear someone’s head off, Christina could calm him down completely just by running her fingers through his hair. It was like watching a wild animal turn into a house cat.

Edwin had to admit it: Dylan was completely and utterly whipped when it came to Christina. The man had it bad.

“Edwina, what’s going through that thick skull of yours?” Dylan’s eyes narrowed into deadly slits, his voice dropping to a tone that promised pain. Edwin’s smile looked completely fake—the kind of forced grin that made people uncomfortable.

“Nothing! Absolutely nothing!” Edwin’s face went blank in record time, terror flashing in his eyes. He couldn’t afford to lose his year-end bonus over a stupid facial expression.

Desperate to get Dylan’s attention off his face, Edwin lifted the tablet higher. “Mr. Scott, you really need to see this. Please.”

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Dylan snatched the tablet from Edwin’s trembling hands. Right there on the screen, a trending topic was plastered across the top in bold letters. With each word he read, his frown carved deeper lines into his face. His expression grew darker and more thunderous by the second.

His fingers moved frantically across the screen as he opened Christina’s social media profile. Just as he feared, she had posted about accepting the high-stakes challenge—and she had barely any time to prepare. The whole thing was happening this afternoon.

Dylan’s hands clenched around the tablet so hard his knuckles went white. His fingers dug into the device like he was trying to crush it.

“Get the car ready. Now.” His command cut through the air like a blade. His face was a storm cloud of worry and barely controlled panic. He had to get to Christina immediately. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out of his throat.

“Yes!” Edwin responded at once and bolted for the door. Anything concerning Christina couldn’t be delayed. She was the woman Dylan cared about most—he might even trade his life for her safety.

Edwin knew without a shadow of a doubt that Dylan wouldn’t hesitate to bury the challenger six feet under if it meant keeping Christina safe.

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