My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2790 - 2798: I can’t wait to catch her and bring her back right away

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Joanna and Kelvin's livestream room.

Seated before the desk, frost seemed to blanket the man's striking visage as he glared darkly at the cozy display within the livestream.

Cody Aberton, in the midst of his report, sensed immense pressure. Though clueless about why the Boss had soured so abruptly, he barely dared to breathe.

He hadn't endured Ashton's fury in ages.

After all, Ashton and Ms. Joanna shared a harmonious bond these days; they were utterly smitten. Without any friction between them, President Ashton rarely felt out of sorts.

Business matters used to irk Ashton before.

Yet nowadays, only Ms. Joanna could sway President Ashton's temper.

Thus...

Did this abrupt mood shift tie back to Ms. Joanna?

Wasn't Ms. Joanna off filming some variety program?

Cody's mind buzzed with queries, yet he held his tongue completely.

Beneath the oppressive aura from their Boss, Cody quivered while pressing on with his update: "Heath Group's partnership with Pistachio Group is locked in. Barring any hitches, signing should go off without a hitch this week."

"Plus, for setting up the Duneside branch, we've picked the dedicated team. President Ashton, the leadership roster for the branch is now in your inbox. Unless you object, I'll proceed to inform..."

The man, radiating heavy tension with his gaze fixed downward, gradually lifted his head.

A somber expression emerged.

Cody felt a lump strangling his throat. The instant his eyes locked with Ashton's, words failed him.

His heart felt iced over by the chill in his Boss's stare.

It refused to pound any longer.

Oh man.

Ashton's countenance was pitch black...

Utterly frightening.

Did Ms. Joanna upset him once more?

"President Ashton, you..." Cody forced out the words.

"I regret it." Ashton uttered the stunning phrase out of nowhere.

Cody: "???"

His gaze brimmed with tiny question marks: "President Ashton, what... what exactly do you regret?"

The elegant, aristocratic man with lips pressed thin, eyes blazing with fury, stayed quiet for moments before growling lowly, "I never should've allowed her on that cursed variety show."

He'd assumed a program sans flirty vibes would prove harmless.

Hence, he'd greenlit her involvement carefree.

Yet recalling the infuriating moments from the livestream just now, he yearned to yank her back at once.

This wretched program stuck her rooming with some guy?

Forced her into a pretend marriage with him?

Even handed them a fake kid?

No steamy moments had surfaced yet, but the setup alone ignited his rage.

Had he realized this 'parent-child' variety gig meant such twisted family play.

He'd have blocked Joanna from joining flat out.

"President Ashton, do you mean... the variety show Ms. Joanna's on?" Cody's face lit with sudden understanding.

He figured only Ms. Joanna could provoke such ire from President Ashton.

No one else wielded that power.

Ashton Heath stated icily, "She kept the show's true nature from me. Cody, handle this for me immediately."