Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

136. Meeting Parents

“So,” Coraline stands next to me after dropping a couple of files in front of me on my desk in the office at Zelt Tech, careful to keep a good distance between us. We have come to a mutual agreement to not make our relationship public within Zelt Tech premises because neither of us wanted to provide fuel for the already burning rumors surrounding us. While the truth was far from those rumors, it didn’t look like it, and I didn’t want to punch someone for making a crude remark about Coraline.

Or scratch that. I very much wanted to punch anyone who would say anything vulgar about Coraline, but I wouldn’t want the consequences that come after the punch. Such as lawsuits. Something tells me that “I was defending my girlfriend’s honor,” would not fly right in any court on the planet. I think.

So yeah, we kept our distance in the office, although it was hard. It had only been a week and a few odd days since we started our romantic relationship, yet we’d grown awfully touchy-feely with one a