Bye, My Irresistible Love

Spencer's POV: 

I walked swiftly into Vivian's private room, eager.Inside, I proudly raised the black card in front of Vivian, as if I had found something of incredible importance.

"How could you forget such an important thing?" Vivian stared at the black card, her face turning red steadily.

She immediately reached out to grab the card from me, but I deliberately raised it high up, away from her reach.

Vivian jumped several times, swiping her hands for the card, but the difference in our height rendered her efforts vain.

"What's going on? Do you want to destroy the evidence?"

I lowered my head and shot a challenging stare at Vivian, my face incomparably smug.

At this moment, Vivian jumped up once more and grabbed my hand.

The distance between us was immediately shortened, and the tip of my nose almost touched hers.

Vivian's long, curly eyelashes fluttered gently in front of me, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The sight made my heart itch with longing.

"Do you want it that much? Then I'll give it to you."

Vivian let go of my hand and took two steps back, suddenly looking embarrassed.

"Spencer, can you please leave now? I'm still working."

I responded by throwing the card into the trash can right in front of her eyes.

Then, ignoring everything, I sat down and remain unmoved.

"You seem to have forgotten something, Vivian.I'm your boss.I have the right to supervise my employee's work."

My words were too powerful for her to retort.

Vivian was rendered speechless, too angry to speak.

"Wow, you're such a responsible boss."

She bit her lips and rolled her eyes, and tried her best to pretend I wasn't there.

Never had I imagined that it would be this entertaining to make fun of her.

It was so fun, I almost burst into laughter.

The entire time, I just sat there and watched Vivian work quietly.

She deliberately turned to the computer on the desk, which covered her frame and shielded her from my eyes, as if she didn't want me to see her at all.

Unfortunately, as her concentration grew, she gradually relaxed her vigilance.

I watched silently, appreciating the concentration she put in for her work.

When Vivian didn't smile, she looked elegant, like a lone white swan that stood out proudly from her peers.

Query Yet, for some reason, she had

the files in her computer, so that she

rose from her seat, about

I was

you feel this is enough? Have you realized that I work hard and your money isn't wasted on

there was a trace of anger in her

pay you more money if I

my hands in surrender, and hurried out of the private

to stay here, I'd really piss her off! I

was very hot during

to quench

woman on

music.Her steps were akin to dancing keys,

no doubt the most beautiful woman

men around her knew how to appreciate beauty, just like me, and stared

time, refusing to leave, their eyes never straying

would approach her and flirt with

the woman, her face was revealed

Immediately, I grew livid.

with this woman? Why was she so cold only to me? Why was she dancing with

my wine glass

counter was taken

my sentiment and said, "Vivian's a little crazy in the first place.No one can

and returned swiftly to my private room.I wanted to check my phone

the topic of the news was a gossip claiming that Charles Moore was afraid of his wife, so much that he didn't

and started making stories on how tough Scarlett could be to tame

the comments, a myriad of thoughts raced through my

indeed cold-hearted.He only showed

to those he didn't love and gave them the cold shoulder Rita's biggest regret was probably the

my curiosity reared its head.I wondered if Charles would feel regret if Rita really died because no one

Charles's POV: 

Moore mansion into pin-drop silence.When I walked out of the bathroom after

to grow

and protested defiantly, "I haven't seen enough

was, of course, a very

energy getting sapped by

for tonight, I wouldn't allow anyone to compete

her protests, I brought James back to

was already

was covering her petite

lay beside her and hugged her

she was obviously holding her breath when I closed in on her.She was

tell me that you were going to Mint Bar

fingertips gently traced her collarbone, and my breath brushed

a deep breath, seemingly giving up

went there for work.There was no need to report my schedule to you,

and warm to the touch,

was even a hint of anger