Once Joseph and the crowd scurried away, only Lucian and Roxanne were left in the corridor. Roxanne's wrist was still in Lucian's grip. Realizing that he did not seem to be releasing her any time soon, Roxanne was not annoyed at all. She merely said in a calm voice, “Everyone's gone. You can let go of me now, Mr. Farwell. I won't run away.” Lucian stared at her for a few seconds before slowly relaxing his grip. Roxanne's eyebrows furrowed as she rubbed her aching wrist. She took two steps backward and looked up at Lucian. “Is there anything else, Mr. Farwell?” Lucian frowned upon hearing that. He had saved her, but she did not even thank him for it. Instead, she had asked him if there was anything else. “I've helped you out again, and this is your attitude toward me?” Lucian's tone was laced with coldness. Roxanne's lips curled mockingly. “Help? If you really wanted to help me, you wouldn't have said those words to Joseph. You're only using me for your own benefit. There's no need to sugarcoat your actions.” The air around them seemed to still at the tension between them. Lucian's eyes were burning with rage. However, when he recalled the words he had spoken on impulse, he could not say anything to justify himself. After being plunged into silence for a while, Roxanne took his lack of response as a silent agreement. The mockery on her face became more evident as she nodded at him. “Seems like you have had your fun, Mr. Farwell. I think I should leave now.” With that, she turned around to leave. Just then, Lucian's low voice rang from behind her. “Where's Morrison?” Roxanne stopped and looked back in confusion. “What?” “Didn't you compromise with me just so you could meet him? Why didn't he come to save you earlier?” Lucian narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized her. Roxanne took a few seconds to realize that Lucian was referring to Larry. What does this have to do with Larry?Noticing the confused look on her face, Lucian explained, “You arrived at the banquet together with me, and then you left with Mr. Morrison. I heard that Mr. Ziegler has been bringing you around to socialize with other people as well. In just a short time, you have been with three different men. You are indeed popular with men, Ms. Jarvis.” Lucian then scanned her from head to toe and added in a bitter tone, “Oh, right. There's also that man just now. Your popularity is far beyond my expectations.” Knowing that Lucian had deliberately brought Joseph up to annoy her, Roxanne's expression darkened. “You were spying on me?” She was only with Larry for a few minutes. During that time, Lucian should have been socializing with other clients. There was no way he could have noticed them. Unless, the said clients did not exist. Upon that thought, Roxanne found herself feeling suspicious and doubtful. “You are a woman who stands out in a crowd, Ms. Jarvis. Couple that with the fact you appeared at the banquet together with me, and people will definitely talk about you. Would I even need to spy on you? Or did you think that you are somewhat important to me and that I would send someone to spy on you, Ms. Jarvis?” Lucian scoffed. His words insinuated that Roxanne was deluding herself. Roxanne's eyes twitched as a wave of self-deprecation washed over her. He's right. Considering the extent of my relationship with Lucian, I'm not important enough to be spied on. He probably only saw me with Larry by accident. Moreover, when she appeared at the banquet with Lucian, they had indeed stirred up a commotion. His theory was not impossible. Upon thinking of that, Roxanne slowly calmed down. She cast her gaze downward as she said in an emotionless tone, “If that's the case, I have wronged you, Mr. Farwell. However, with how you treated me earlier, I think we are even now.”