NovelEnglishThe lovebirds shared the sstraw and drank the scup of bubble milk tea in full view of the crowd. All the employees at the entrance cringed at the intimacy between the two of them. "I thought our President doesn't like sweet drinks?" "I thought so too. I've never seen our President drink bubble milk tea." "Oh gosh, I'm going to die... They're too sweet. I feel so jealous of looking at them." Whisper and exclamation rounded the employees as they walked into the building.
With the crowd's attention, Stanley Batton held Xyla Quest's hand and led her into his company.
"Are you sure you don't want it anymore?" He peeked at the nearly finished bubble milk tea in his hand and asked Xyla.
"Yes," Xyla said.
The two of them held hands all the way to the exclusive elevator used by Stanley.
He threw the empty cup into the trash can beside the elevator before entering the elevator with Xyla.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter the elevator door clicked shut behind them, Stanley abruptly stretched out his long arm and pulled Xyla into his embrace.
Xyla tilted her head up and found herself looking at his perfect jawline. "What are you doing? There're surveillance cameras in the elevator. Why can't you just be normal?" "I'm being normal." Stanley ruffled his chin against the top of her hair repeatedly. His voice was rich and silky like the sound of the cello.
Without warning, he gripped her legs and lifted her from the floor.
Xyla subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist and swung her arms around his neck, pressing their chests together. "What are you trying to do again?" "Well, f*ck..." He chuckled.
Xyla's heart instantly went numb, her blood boiling in her veins. "Stanley Batton... Is it that fun to tease me?" "Yes, it's interesting." Stanley continued to hug her tightly in his arms. His grin spread to his eyes as he studied her beautiful face lovingly.
"I don't care." Xyla struggled. "Putdown, please. What are we even doing here in the elevator..." Following that statement, she caught a glimpse of the surveillance cameras around her.
This was so embarrassing! Maybe everyone in the security room was watching them right now.
"I can do whatever I want in my place." As soon as Stanley finished his sentence, they had reached the floor where his office was located.
The elevator doors gradually opened...
However, he totally had no intention of letting Xyla go. He carried her all the way to his office without caring how the others would think about him.
A cleaning lady was dumbfounded when she saw the two of them.
She thought she was hallucinating at that moment.
Immediately, she slapped her face hard and fixed her gaze upon their receding back again. "Is that our President? Would he do something like that?" Was he the cool, apathetic president that she knew? When the pair got into the office, Stanley closed the door behind him before putting Xyla down on the sofa. His movement was light and gentle as if he was handling a valuable antique or a priceless treasure. He then placed both of his hands on the sofa's backrest, circling Xyla in his arms. "Be a good girl while your hubby goes to make money, okay?" "I will," answered Xyla obediently.
Her heart was in a mess due to the proximity between their bodies.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe could hardly sit still as she gaped at the appealing man in front of her.
"Do you want to play League of Legends?" He asked.
"Yeah." Without thinking, he went to take his laptop and placed it on the coffee table. "Play on your own, alright? I'll go to work first..." "Is it okay if I take your laptop?" asked Xyla.
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He stroked her hair gently once more before returning to his office desk.
He took off his tailored suit and sat down solemnly. His smile died, and he wore a serious expression as he started to work.
He was a completely different person when he was yet distant This was how a business elite should look like. Xyla loved to see him that way. He looked even more charming when he was serious at work, way better than any male lead in the s.
After staring at her husband for quite stime, Xyla finally returned to her senses and flipped open them laptop. She logged into the gand began to play, cross-legged. Although she did not have a mouse and gaming keyboard, her skillful operation was not affected at all. ***
Meanwhile, somewhere else, Emily Quest was holding a knife in a suite of Victoria Hotel Placing the blade on her wrist, she slowly pulled the handle, leaving a long, deep cut on her wrist... X
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