Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 58 I Want Him

Lisa said, “We should stop now. The president’s looking at us.”

Stella wasn’t sure if he was looking at them when there were so many people around them. When she looked up, she saw everyone around them listening intently, with her being the only one talking, so it seemed like he really was looking at her.

As the PowerPoint slides went on, Miles said that a good salesperson should shoot their shot when they had a target. Before they even started the sales, they had to know the client’s preference, family, and personality. He made himself look like a sales guru.

But from what she knew about him, Stella thought he wouldn’t deign to do sales work. Relying on someone else wasn’t his style. He was and always would be someone’s boss. The meeting took up the whole afternoon, and after work, Stella went to have dinner with Lisa before going home. When she was on the way to the bus stop, she saw Miles driving toward her. He looked like he just got off work, so it was a coincidence this time.

“Get in,” he said imperiously, just like how he was doing that afternoon.

She knew he was in a bad mood, so she went in without provoking him. He drove slowly, quietly, and it was the way to Stella’s home. She heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn’t in the mood for any outrageous stuff. Then he stopped at her place.

Suddenly, there was a question Stella wanted to know the answer to. It haunted her, and she had to ask, or she wouldn’t be able to sleep that night. Thus, she licked her lips and asked, “Who am I to you, President Grant?” She got that from the meeting earlier. Since Miles said they should treat each client on a case by case basis, she wanted to know who she was to him and the strategy he used when he was facing her.

Oddly enough, Miles’ expression softened after hearing that question, seemingly interested in her query. He killed the engine.

Stella panicked again. She thought he would just leave, but that didn’t seem to be the case anymore. This is going to be long. He slowly inched closer, backing her up against the door. She looked at him, perplexed. “W-What’s the matter, President Grant?”

He answered quietly, “Didn’t you ask what you are to me? Well, I can tell you what you remind me of.”

She nodded fearfully.

nibbling her ear and burning her up with lust. “You are a woman among women, the embodiment

hypnotic magic exclusive to him. She blushed, her heart raced, and she was getting fidgety. She could feel his tongue in her ear, and it electrified her. “And what?” Her

want to be with you

made her heart pound. She had always known how Miles saw her. His first sentence, while explicit and erotic, was what every man thought of her, but the last sentence was an

she was in her neighborhood. Worried that someone might see her flirting with someone aside from Zane, she opened the door and

stared down and laughed. Well then, I didn’t expect myself to laugh

who was snooping around her house. Stella froze in abject terror. Matthew was there to help her when she stayed the night at Miles’ place back then, but

with

to ask how Lizbeth found out about it, but it would

your bed, and there are traces on his. The evidence is all there, so don’t tell me it’s just rumors. Also, I saw you two down there. I do not have a daughter-in-law like you, but you can’t

wondered what Lizbeth would do when she met the Norths, but Yvonne knew about the affair already, and she

soon enough though. When she was at the doorstep, she turned around and said,

think of was Lizbeth’s face of disgust, and

was from Yvonne. Yvonne asked to meet her in the café across the company. It was a quieter affair than she had expected. She

normal family, and you’re just a normal employee, while I’m a doctor who came back from America. My net worth is worth billions, and

you’ve slept with him, but well, men will be men. So what if they have sex with a few women? I can take it as long as he comes to the wedding. But you’d better stay back. You think you can cheat just because you’re a master of seduction?

hands. When Yvonne was about to leave, she whispered, “I’m sorry, Miss North. I