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

into the files in her computer, so that she would concentrate on me the same way she concentrated on

later, Vivian finally rose from her seat, about to get some

I was still sitting on the

boss, don't you feel this is enough? Have you realized that I work hard and your

was a trace of

money

in surrender, and hurried out of the private room

continued to stay here, I'd really piss her

very hot during the middle of the night, as

a glass of wine to quench my thirst, I went to the

arrived there, a particularly eye-catching woman on the dance

perfect figure and danced with incredible grace, becoming one with the music.Her steps were akin

was no doubt the most

to appreciate beauty, just like me, and stared

long time, refusing to leave, their eyes never

time, they would approach her

fell on the woman,

Immediately, I grew livid.

she so cold only to me? Why was she dancing with so many men passionately? Even though she might be acting, I

she insane…?" I slammed my wine glass on the table,

at the bar counter was taken aback by my sudden outburst of

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

wine and returned swiftly to my private room.I wanted to check my phone and find something to relieve

claiming that Charles Moore was afraid of his wife, so much

comments below all condemned Charles's coldness, and started making stories on how

of

Charles was indeed cold-hearted.He only showed tender affection to

didn't love and gave them the cold shoulder Rita's biggest regret was probably the fact she lied to

of a sudden, my curiosity reared its head.I wondered if Charles would feel regret if Rita really died because

Charles's POV: 

of the bathroom after my shower, Scarlett

to grow up."

defiantly, "I haven't seen enough of

of course, a very lame

couldn't stand seeing Scarlett's energy getting sapped by

I wouldn't allow anyone to

her protests, I brought

to our bedroom, Scarlett was already lying in bed, deliberately showing her

quilt was covering her petite

I lay beside her and hugged

when I closed in on her.She was pretending to be asleep again, so that she could

that you were going to Mint

traced her collarbone, and

deep breath, seemingly giving up

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

her body was soft and warm to the

a hint of anger in