Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 101

Marico hadn’t expected someone else to answer the phone—Yvonne’s coworker picked up instead.

“Where is she?” Marico’s voice was low and cold, barely above a whisper.

“She’s had a bit too much to drink. She’s still at the restaurant, but she didn’t say which hotel she’s staying at, so you—”

“Just send me the address,” Marico cut Nydia off, his tone brooking no argument.

Nydia stammered a reply, instinctively falling in line even from across the phone. “I’ll send it to you in a moment.”

Before she could say anything else, the call ended abruptly.

Nydia swallowed, feeling a cold sweat prickle down her back. “Yvonne, where did you find this guy? He’s intense—scary, even.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” Grace agreed, nodding.

“He wouldn’t be the type to get violent if he’s angry, would he?” Nydia muttered, a little sullen.

The question hung in the air, and the whole table fell silent.

Yvonne, tipsy and a little out of it, suddenly straightened up, half-dazed but determined. “Violent? He’d never do that.”

Nydia sent the restaurant’s address over and handed Yvonne her phone.

“Yvonne, this is your first relationship… You’re sure he’s not manipulating you?” Nydia asked, worry creasing her brow.

Yvonne’s cheeks were flushed and she couldn’t quite sit upright. Shaking her head, she slumped back onto Grace’s shoulder.

“I swear I’ve heard that voice before,” another coworker chimed in, glancing curiously at Yvonne. “Most people don’t sound that commanding.”

“Excuse me, is Miss Yvonne here? Your boyfriend arranged a driver to take you home safely.”

A middle-aged woman in a professional driver’s uniform stood respectfully at their table.

“Why did he just send a driver?” Nydia grumbled, shooting Yvonne a reproachful look.

Yvonne, eyes half-closed, finally relaxed when she saw the driver. “It’s just more convenient this way. I’ll head home now—see you all tomorrow,” she said, rising slowly as the driver came to steady her.

The others walked her to the door.

“Do you want me to come with you? Just in case your boyfriend’s still upset,” Nydia whispered, concern softening her tone as she walked beside Yvonne.

Yvonne felt a surge of warmth, reaching out to pinch Nydia’s cheek. “It’s fine. I promised him dinner tonight, but my phone died and I missed his calls. He’s just a little upset—I’ll make it up to him.”