Possessed No More: The True Star Returns to Claim Her Throne

Chapter 145: Tearing up the Contract

The moment Eric Sinclair entered the study, he sat behind the desk, pulled a document from a drawer, and showed it to Riley Perry. "Here," he said. "This is the document we signed. I think a lot of the clauses are inappropriate, so let’s just void it."

Then, without even waiting for Riley Perry to agree, he took the document and started tearing it to shreds!

And he was really tearing it, putting his all into it.

Anyone else would have assumed Eric Sinclair was tearing up a fake contract.

But Riley Perry’s eyesight was too sharp. The signatures of the imposter and Cole Sinclair were perfectly clear on the page.

Riley Perry felt a strong urge to laugh.

’Alright, alright. So this is how you want to play, is it?’

’I hope you don’t regret this later!’

Once Eric Sinclair had finished ripping the document to shreds—the kind of shreds that not even a god could piece back together—Riley Perry asked, "Oh? Now that it’s voided, do we need to sign a new contract?"

Eric Sinclair waved his hands dismissively. "No, no, no need! We’re in a normal relationship now, why would we sign a contract? Unless... you don’t want to be my girlfriend?" He punctuated the question by blinking his big, beautiful eyes, giving Riley Perry a pitiful look.

Riley Perry tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she looked at Eric Sinclair. ’Honestly, he’s so cute when he pretends to be pathetic.’ "Alright," she said. "We’ll see how you perform."

Eric Sinclair wasn’t happy. ’What does she mean, ’see how I perform’?’ he thought. ’Can’t she just make it official already?’

However, remembering his own identity, he forced down the flicker of unhappiness. "I’ll definitely perform well," he promised. "I guarantee I’ll make you want to be my girlfriend, heart and soul."

They hugged for a moment before Eric Sinclair’s stomach suddenly let out a loud GURGLE. Riley Perry looked up to see a faint blush of embarrassment on his face.

"Hahaha~ It’s okay, I’m not laughing at you," Riley said. "Come on, let’s go downstairs and eat."

Watching her laugh so hard she practically shook, Eric Sinclair pulled her back into his arms for a fierce kiss before wrapping his arm around her and leading her out of the study.

In the dining room, the chef had prepared a fresh pot of beef noodles with four side dishes. Riley Perry served herself a small bowl, while Eric Sinclair took a large one. They chatted as they ate, not even keeping track of what they were saying, simply happy to have an endless stream of things to talk about.

「The next morning」

Riley Perry received a call from William West.

"You calling me first must mean you have good news."

William West’s laughter came through the line. "I’d say it’s good news. The company is officially established, and everything at the research institute is going smoothly. You have no idea—Professor Anson and his team are treating that robot you mailed over like a priceless treasure. They’ve already studied the data you provided inside and out. As soon as the materials arrive, they’ll be able to produce a finished product."

’Riley Perry knew that "soon" meant months at the very least, but it was still undeniably good news.’

"That’s great. I hope our robot can be launched on the market soon." ’After all, that’s a lot of money we’re talking about.’

"Also, some of the company executives feel that we should only enable three core functions for the first-generation robot: cleaning, learning, and home medical assistance. They think opening up too many features will hurt sales of the second and third-generation models down the line."

If the functions were all available from the start, and the machine came with a ten-year warranty, you could imagine that the first families to buy one would have no need to upgrade for a decade.

"I’ve already done my part. As for the rest, professional matters should be left to the professionals. I have no objections."

’Some people can make being a hands-off boss sound so incredibly righteous.’

’Hmph. Every time I talk to Ria, it throws me off balance. I really hope the company gets on track soon, then I can be like her and just collect money without doing any work.’

After ending the call with William West, Riley Perry was dragged by Eric Sinclair to his gaming company.

Cole Sinclair’s company was on the 48th floor, but Eric had brought Riley Perry to the 46th.

The decor was completely different, as were the few secretaries outside his office, who stared at him as if he were a priceless treasure.

’This man’s split personality is impressively thorough,’ she thought. ’He even keeps his workplaces completely separate.’

’And after the past few days, I get the feeling Cole Sinclair, the main personality, knows about his alter. But the alter just thinks Cole is his older brother.’

A playful glint appeared in Riley Perry’s eyes. ’So, why did this alter approach me in the first place?’

A thought occurred to Riley Perry, and she suddenly laughed, her gaze falling on the man who had just sat down in his office chair to start working.

’I thought he was the simple one, but it turns out he’s just as crafty as his host personality!’

’You want to play games, do you? Fine. I’ll be happy to play along.’

"What is it? Why are you just staring at me?"

Riley Perry walked over and sat right in his lap. "Are you planning to work now? And just leave me on the sidelines? In that case, I might as well just go home."

Eric Sinclair wrapped his arms around her waist, his eyes crinkling with a smile. ’He loved it when his Sweetie was this clingy. He wished her gaze and all her attention were focused solely on him. It would be even better if she didn’t have to work; then they could be together twenty-four hours a day.’

"Don’t you dare go home. Stay right here with me. You can do whatever you want. I’ll get my work done as fast as I can, and we can go out for lunch."

Riley Perry, sitting sideways on his lap, swung her legs back and forth. "Then get me a tablet. I want to play through every single game your company has ever made."

Eric Sinclair immediately buzzed his secretary on the intercom and asked her to bring in a tablet.

When Secretary White came in, he took one look toward the desk, and his eyes went wide with shock. He quickly lowered his head, placed the tablet on the president’s desk, and then beat a hasty retreat.

After closing the door to the president’s office, Old White let out a long sigh of relief. ’My god, that scene... It was like watching a siren bewitch a king. The sight was just... staggering.’

A younger male secretary gestured toward the president’s office with his chin. "Old White, what’s up?"

Secretary White instantly snapped back into his senior secretary persona, straightening his spine and giving the younger man a sharp look. "Don’t pry into things that don’t concern you. Get back to work, and no slacking."

’Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable!’

’If I’m not mistaken, the woman in our boss’s arms is supposed to be President Sinclair’s girlfriend. These rich families are so messed up.’

The young male secretary was speechless.

Inside the office, Riley Perry took the tablet and immediately started playing a video, blasting the volume. Her main goal was to make sure that even if she was the only one watching, her boyfriend would have to listen along.

Eric Sinclair stroked her hair. "Didn’t you say you wanted to play games?"

"Mm, I suddenly don’t feel like it anymore. You wanna watch?" she asked, not forgetting to shove the tablet right in front of his face.

Eric Sinclair let out a silent laugh. ’He finally saw through her. This woman was determined not to let him get any work done today!’

’Besides, his work was mostly game design and signing papers. Even if he did nothing, it wouldn’t affect his income.’

’In that case, I’ll indulge her!’

Tossing his pen aside, Eric Sinclair naturally wrapped an arm around Riley Perry’s slim waist. "Alright, let’s watch together!"

’His Sweetie had to go film her show again tomorrow. He wanted to indulge her every whim.’

The two were lovey-dovey at the company all day. It was only after dinner that Eric Sinclair finally brought Riley Perry back to her small apartment. The man wanted to stay over, but a single glare from Riley sent him packing.

Eric Sinclair left reluctantly, but his head cleared once he got in the car. He hadn’t gotten any work done today, which meant he’d be working overtime tonight.

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