Stuck In His Heart

The woman in the copy room became more and more furious as no one passed by at lunch time. Richie had no doubt that she would be famous if she kept talking.

His face darkened as she spoke. He pressed his lips and gave a faint smile.

"Well, what a bloodsucker!" He loosened his cuff link and smiled wickedly.

The man who had turned a deaf ear to such complaints in the past stood still at the moment, waiting for the accusations of the people inside to subside.

Standing behind him, Tim tried his best to hold back his laughter.

This must be a new secretary. And the boss picked her up personally. As a result, she didn't focus on her work but gossiped behind his back.

But her words were reasonable and witty.

Looking up at the man in black who gave off the black aura, Tim felt sorry for her in the bottom of his heart. Although she was very upright, she would bear the fury of this man later.

In the copy room came the woman's clear, deep voice, accompanied by a few chuckles. "When I have more money, I'll make him kneel down and sing ‘Conquer‘ for me."

With a mocking smile, Richie went straight away with big steps. His back seemed to be filled with anger. He must be in a very bad mood now.

Tim, who was following behind him, coughed and gave a thumbs up in secret. He admired the girl's courage.

They strode away. When a panicked woman pushed the door of the meeting room open, there was no one in the long corridor.

However, she didn't know that danger was approaching.

In the office, Tim looked at the silent man on the leather chair with a file. According to his understanding of Richie for many years, he must be sprayed into pieces when he went to talk about work now.

had just

out in the quiet office.

there was a shadow in

"Should I review the documents

of him had a straight face. His short black hair reflected his complexion, making him

will go to the head office in Africa. I need a capable

stepped back and waved his hand. At this moment, there was a bit of eagerness on his usual calm face.

lot of workers to take care of it. That was because the man said that charity should not be involved in its inner

executive." Richie patted him on the shoulder. His thin lips were

devilish eyes, Tim said in a depressed

you can give a report on your work." The man sat back in his seat lazily and aggressively, squinting at the anxious

voice was so hoarse. However, working with him for so many years, Tim was just out of habit at

the document in his hand and was about to ask for his

with a cup of black coffee in her hand. She held the coffee with a smile on her face, which made her look more

Consuela saw the stranger in the office, her eyelids twitched. She then placed the coffee on the desk, like she was doing something official.

you asked me to prepare for you.

than before, but her tone was so powerful that Tim suddenly felt that his facial muscles

on Richie's face. He had sat there, but his imposing manner

coffee, Richie smiled and praised, "You're a good

if she had spitted in the coffee. Given her performance just now, it was

darkened. Consuela didn't know why, but she kept smiling,

are fine, I will go

restaurant first. We don't have to depend