Mr. Right, Spoil Me

It was a very delicate fruit tray made of crystal. Its transparent glass fell into pieces on the ground. But it was not a pity. The pity was that the mango on it.

Sarah looked at the fresh fruit on the ground, and then moved back to her "best friend" who used to be very close. They almost talked everything. Her broken heart sunk abruptly.

The woman's eyes also stayed on her body. Her face reflected her panic as if she saw the most unexpected thing finally happened.

A few seconds later, she smiled, "Sarah, it's you."

At the moment, a trace of coldness flashed in the bottom of her eyes.

Sarah took a look at her and pursed her lower lip. Those mangoes were really a pity.

"Well, I have something else to do. Goodbye."

"Ah, I just come here..."

The woman's words had not finished. Sarah had already disappeared in the end of the corridor.

The fists hiding in the sleeve were already tightly clenched by her.

"How did you come in?" Bruce asked her. He coldly gazed at the woman in a mess on the ground.

The woman was a little flustered and immediately explained, "No, Bruce. I...I thought you were receiving some important guests, so I brought some fruit to entertain you. I don't know the guest is Sarah." She lowered her waist, looking at the things on the ground. And she said with a regretful look, "Oh, what a pity. These mangoes are delicious. Bruce, can I go back to..."

"No, I won't eat them. Throw it away."

Left a word, Bruce's eyes didn't stop at all. He tore down his tie restlessly and closed the door of his office.

Looking at the closed door, the woman was silent in place. It could be seen in detail that she bit her lower lip, grabbed those mangoes directly, and tightly twisted it. Her eyes gradually became sinister and cold She didn't move until the thick and sticky juice covering her hands.

On the way back, Sarah had planned to resign from Randall's project. She was not competent for this project. She was still a novice and had little experience.

That was the reason why she quitted.

On the big chair, the man's eyes were fixed. His slender hands were as white as the women's hands. The scene was like the magic of repeated reincarnation. His sound was even, not light or heavy, falling on the keyboard.

"You want to quit?"

"It was not resignation. I just want to quit from Randall's project, which should not be my responsibility." Sarah corrected his misinterpretation of her words.

"Clap."

The computer quickly closed, revealing the handsome face that was always full of haze but made people blush and heartbeat. The deep eyes narrowed, and the man was rubbing his chin.

His narrow and long eyes penetrated her inch and inch slowly.

He opened his sharp, thin and red lips, "You're in charge of this project. Quitting represents your resignation."

"How could it be?" Sarah finally understood. It was Andrew who didn't want her to stay in the company and issued this order from the beginning.

"That's the rule." The man crooked his neck. Seeing her anger, he was very happy to curve his lips.

"It's impossible!"

Sarah shook her head hard, and said angrily, "You said that you would not let me be a secretary. I can start from the most basic level. I accept that. But since you let me be a member of the most basic level, why could the hardest task be assigned to me? Right and responsibility should be equal. Is it too much for what you did, Mr. Andrew?"

Andrew didn't think about the right and responsibility she mentioned at all. He just didn't want to see her in the company.

"Whatever you work here or not, I just put my words here."

He didn't save face for Sarah. His words were simple and direct.

"You..."

The woman really got a little angry. He was so mean!