RT Chapter 139
by VolareChapter 139: The Bet The heavy carved wooden door closed behind him. Shu Lin stood in the spacious presidential office, looking at Hong Zhengyue seated behind his desk. His gaze was calm. Hong Zhengyue leaned back in his leather chair, a cigar between his fingers. Through the swirling smoke, he squinted, sizing up the little Omega before him. Shu Lin was slender and fair-skinned, the black suit further accentuating his ethereal aura. But those beautiful almond eyes revealed a stubbornness. "Shu…