Breaking Free From Mr. Ceo novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 

Kaleb was taken aback for a moment. He gave Sean a look that said it all and didn’t respond. 

Roseanne’s face, however, looked even worse than before. 

Julian’s behavior was too obvious and direct. Besides her, Kaleb had also noticed that Julian’s heart was affected by Rosalie. 

She had never seen Julian’s emotions so evident that he even needed a cigarette to control himself. 

It was clear how much impact Rosalie’s arrival had on him. 

A strong sense of crisis made Roseanne involuntarily clench her fists, the veins on the back of her hands prominently bulging, showing her inner turmoil. 

Kaleb, sitting not far from her, saw all of this. 

He frowned, really disliking being in the same environment with her. So, he made an excuse to leave, saying, “I’ll go check on Julian. You guys keep drinking.” 

Although Kaleb disliked Roseanne, he was aware that she was a girl. He had already made it clear several times that he didn’t like her. If he continued to act in a way that embarrassed her, it would be too undignified. 

So, he left on a pretext. 

As Kaleb had guessed, Julian’s emotions were indeed easily influenced by Rosalie. 

From the moment she entered and their gazes crossed expressionlessly, Julian’s entire attention was drawn to Rosalie. 

Even though he couldn’t see her expression, he could still picture her cold and distant demeanor in his mind. 

The cigarette in his hand had already burned out, but he didn’t seem to notice. 

It wasn’t until he felt the pain of the burn on his finger that he frowned and came back to reality. 

The tips of his fingers, holding the cigarette, were red from the ember and slightly stinging. 

“You never used to smoke,” a voice said casually beside him, with a hint of a teasing look. 

It was Kaleb, who had come to find him. 

Looking at the ashtray in front of him filled with several cigarette butts, it was clear how troubled Julian’s mind was tonight. 

“It seems Rosalie’s influence on you is much greater than I thought,” Kaleb said as if trying to provoke him on purpose. 

Julian, who had been silent, seemed to be hit where it hurt. A flash of irritation and fierceness crossed his otherwise expressionless face. 

Embarrassed and stubborn, he refused to admit it at this moment. He irritably took the last drag of his cigarette and crushed the butt fiercely into the ashtray. 

The smoke he exhaled obscured the impatience and irritation in his eyes, and he said sharply, “Smoking is my business. What is Rosalie to me? She 

can’t influence me.”