Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 104 Let's Go To Bed (3)

Perhaps she didn't want her to worry too much. Johnson and Linda had no idea of it. Now the Xia Clan was struggling for life and had no extra energy to help Harry.

Consuela didn't know what they should do.

She looked at the door of the study, her face becoming gloomy. There was no way to worrying about something that would not come up in the future. This man was determined to make trouble to Harry out of nothing.

Even though they almost became enemies, Consuela still felt sorry for what he had suffered.

In the study, as soon as Richie hung up the phone of a director of the company, Tim called him again.

"I've almost arranged everything for the board of directors. I'm waiting for your next arrangement." Tim reported in general.

He didn't understand why he supported those old guys to hold a board meeting?

Richie walked to the desk and looked at the thick black coffee. He suddenly curled his lips and said, "There's no need to do anything more now. Remember to change tomorrow."

He lowered his head and took a sip. Consuela had added a lot of sugar in it, so he didn't feel bitter at all.

Watching the speech the man had arranged, Tim frowned and asked, "Are we going to spoil them too much?"

It seemed that everything was to cater to those people, which was to show weakness obviously.

"Don't worry. I know what to do. Thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, he continued to immerse himself in his work. Many things could be completed in the company, but he insisted on getting them back to the villa.

Tim couldn't tell whether he was homesick or he just wanted to let his woman know that he was busy.

After dinner, both of them stayed in the study. Behind the European office table, Richie was facing a computer, with no expression on his face.

Consuela sat on the carpet next to him, holding a newly revised maternal health book in her hand. It was so reading that she felt sleepy.

She didn't need her major in college. She had to be a full-time pregnant woman after she became a secretary. She would be useless.

If she was given an identity like Richie, she might have become an ambitious woman.

With that thought, she turned her eyes from the book to that man's face, and looked at him up and down without fear of being discovered at all.

The man was more generous. He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Then he returned to the computer. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Her lips curled into a smile, imperceptible. It was so light that he thought it was just a simple pressure arc.

Consuela felt boring. She kept reading and chatting with others on the phone. Out of curiosity, she opened the chatting box with Debbie and asked her about her recent relationship with the male star.

She waited for a long time, but there was no reply. But she got a reply from Sheryl.

Sheryl replied, "Harry is getting better. I am with him all the time. We're both good."

That was the meaning of reporting peace. Consuela thought with her chin on her hand, but she was really impressed by the words.

The cold public display of affection was slapped hard on her face and was stuffed into her mouth.

Debbie's reply came after she forced herself to read many pieces of the book.

"Why did you mention him? You have no idea how happy I am when he doesn't come to pester me now. I want to tell you that there is a new... "

There was a lot of crap in the end. Consuela's attention was immediately distracted by her obvious gesture. Women were always fond of shopping.

As time went by, Consuela sat on the floor in a daze. After playing with her phone for a long while, she began to feel drowsy. As she was about to fall asleep, a shadow suddenly crept over her body.

The man bent over and held her up. Looking at her sleepy eyes, he asked with a smile, "why don't you go back to your room if you want to sleep?"

After losing her balance, Consuela immediately wrapped her arms around Richie's neck and smiled, "I'm waiting for you."

Her eyes were closed when she said so. He knew clearly that he could not take it seriously, but he still laughed.

For the past few days, the man had been burying himself like this to work. She couldn't help but ask, "can you have a rest now?"

The man didn't reply accurately. "Soon."

But the man didn't lie down on the bed until she fell asleep. He was just a liar.

It was late at night when Richie finally finished his work. After taking a simple shower in the bathroom, he kissed on the woman's forehead, "good night."

When he was about to get up, the woman subconsciously raised her head and touched his lips. She stopped as soon as she touched his lips. She murmured, "good night.".

The look in Richie's eyes grew darker. After the woman finished attacking, she turned to the opposite direction, and kicked the quilt.

Suddenly, he felt that this kind of life was actually not bad. A familiar face suddenly flashed through his mind, which made him feel a little depressed.

On the early morning of the next day, Richie took a seat at the conference room. He dressed in a suit and seemed to pay special attention to the meeting, and Tim was holding something and fiddling with the electronic equipment.

As for those shareholders who wanted to hold a board of directors through united voting, they all sat down one after another, with their heads covered in red and smiles on their faces.

Richie glanced around and suddenly felt uninterested. These greedy old men seemed to know how happy life was.

But they were so foolish to want more.

They didn't do much in the past. They just didn't sell their shares at a very low price. But now they were able to obtain a huge amount of money from the company.

They didn't want to do anything about their life. They just wanted to take care of their young lovers and spent their time. They were like bloodsuckers. If they didn't squeeze the last value of people, they wouldn't stop.

"Mr. Richie, you are really a young talent. Sruthan Group is more than a year under your leadership. We didn't see the wrong person at the beginning, and we bet all our lives on you." An old fox trying to get close to Richie dressed like a gentleman, stepped on the face while speaking.

"You're really welcome, uncle Leo. Weren't you the one who opposed me to cooperate back then? Did I remember it wrong? I'm so sorry. I'm too old to remember. "

This was completely a satire. Anyone who heard it could tell that the man's face turned from flushed to blue in an instant. Stay away from him.

Those who wanted to suck up to him were shocked by his words. They just whispered in groups.

No one dared to disturb Richie who was sitting on the throne. After putting everything in order, Tim looked at him and shook his head. He was to benefit them after establishing prestige.