Chapter 2640: Chapter 113: The Man Bends Down, Lips Touching
The soft waist was touched by someone, and the pretty face of Molly Wellington became even gloomier than before when confronted with Stella Brown and others.
She unhesitatingly pulled that unruly big hand off her waist, turned around, and faced the man who ’automatically and voluntarily’ came close.
"Abraham Redington, you don’t need to interfere in my matters... Now, get out."
The reason she hadn’t publicly thrown him out just now was to prevent certain rumors from affecting her work.
She was the CEO’s secretary of the Royal Palace, the team leader representing the Royal Palace in this merger project negotiations.
And Abraham Redington, he was the dignified CEO of Loyalty Group, the highest authority on the other side of this merger project, Loyalty Group.
If those people outside saw Abraham Redington coming out of her room.
Heh... even with her toes, Molly Wellington could predict that the next day, rumors about her being kept by the CEO of Loyalty Group for selling company interests would spread like wildfire.
A gentleman does not stand beneath a dangerous wall.
Even if she was guiltless, she wouldn’t involve herself with Abraham Redington.
"Molly... are you sure you want me to leave now?" Abraham raised an eyebrow, but his icy blue eyes contained a hint of pleasure that even he didn’t realize.
Being able to share a room like this with Molly Wellington was an experience that Abraham hadn’t felt in a long time.
The man leaned forward, bringing his cold, magnetic voice close to her ear: "Do you believe that tonight, outside your room, there are definitely people watching. As soon as I step out, those colleagues of yours will catch me in the act."
As Abraham spoke, his thin lips seemed to brush against her small, smooth earlobe.
Making Molly instinctively back away, only to bump against the door, leaving no room for retreat.
She squinted her eyes, her beautiful dark almond-shaped eyes full of threat: "If worse comes to worst, just don’t take the main door; you can still go out the window..."
Abraham’s extraordinarily handsome face suddenly darkened: "You want me to climb out the window?"
He, the dignified CEO of Loyalty Group, the second son of the Lucas family, the designated heir of the Reddington family.
Not taking the main door and being told to climb out the window.
He would never do such a thing.
"What’s wrong with climbing out the window... Abraham, don’t forget, you inexplicably appeared in my room, and I haven’t settled this with you yet. What’s wrong with you taking a step back?"
Molly Wellington had pulled multiple all-nighters and finally succumbed tonight, falling asleep in the office.
She remembered that when she closed her eyes, she was lying on the desk.
Somehow, when she was woken up by Stella Brown’s urgent knocking, she found herself sleeping on a soft king-size bed.
And the moment she opened her eyes, Abraham’s cold and focused handsome face was only inches away.
Molly Wellington: "Moreover, as the CEO of Loyalty Group, sneaking into the room of a female staff member from a neighboring company in the middle of the night, do you not know that this is illegal and extremely atrocious? I... could report you at any time!"
The man narrowed his eyes, his blue eyes deep: "Report me?"
"Ha..." A rebellious smile played on his sharp lips, "Fine, report me, I would love that."
She reports him, announcing their relationship to the world, preferably making it known to everyone.
After all these years, being able to be so close to her as he could now, to feel her, to have her.
If not seeing her, he could endure it.
But once he touched, felt, experienced... this kind of intoxicating experience was akin to addiction, difficult to quit once encountered.
Molly Wellington leaned against the door, watching Abraham’s brilliant almond-shaped eyes grow deeper and deeper.
Until the bright blue gradually turned to deep blue, plunging into the ocean, beyond comprehension.
She suddenly felt her body lighten as she was abruptly scooped up by the man.
"Ah... Abraham, what are you doing!" Molly Wellington’s feet left the ground, falling into his embrace, unable to help but scream.
"Shh—" The man leaned forward, pressing his thin lips against her tender lips.
"If you want the colleagues standing outside the door to hear our voices, you can shout louder."