"Miss, this is the first time that Mr. Richards has picked out an office for an employee." Perrie spoke in a soft and alluring voice, then politely gestured for her to leave. "Mr. Richards invited you to go to his office and discuss a few business matters as well as your contract." Perrie relayed the real reason why she was here, then politely left the office. My contract? Jenna Murphy's face was cold as ice. She had no intention of signing onto the Richards Group. She only planned to stay here for three months. Once she got what she wanted, it might not even take three months for her to leave A city and the Richards Group forever, and to settle down in the United States with her mother. At the thought of settling down in the U.S., Jenna suddenly felt a strange pang of pain in her heart. She gently knitted her delicate wispy eyebrows together and let out a long and cool sigh. Then she calmed down and walked to Hansen Richards's office. His office was on the righ
"Seems like you are eager to leave at any moment." He stared at her and said coldly. Ha! Jenna Murphy secretly sneered. She would never have stepped into this room and faced this devil if she didn't have to, no matter how ceremoniously they invited her. She hated being near the man who killed her father. A cold glint flashed across her eyes, and she felt a dull pain in her heart. She gritted her teeth and didn't say a word. The excitement surging in Hansen Richards's heart rapidly cooled down. His gloomy face was covered with frost, and his voice was scarily frigid. "I'll give you ten days to design five luxury model cars that will impact the global market. One of them must surpass the Modern Idia. Can you do that?" He looked at her with his unreadable eyes as his thin lips slowly parted. Five models in ten days? Was he intentionally challenging her? Good ideas are inspired by everyday life, and it wasn't something that could be created overnight. Looking
There was the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the floor. It sounded urgent and loud, mixed with arrogance and brashness. Jenna Murphy frowned slightly when she heard this unusual sound of high heels hitting the ground. The strong fragrance of expensive imported perfume drifted into the room, and Jenna looked up. Aria McAdams's sexy and beautiful figure walked in. She was wearing a rose-colored short pencil dress, and it had a deep plunge in the middle that almost reached her navel, making her look erotic and alluring. Her long and wavy luscious blonde hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her hot and plump red lips were sensual to the extreme. Her skinny high-heels lengthened and slimmed down her body shape. With her striking attractiveness, she was fitting for the title of the woman behind Hansen Richards, the president of the powerful Richards Group. Aria's face was arrogant but her eyes were gloomy. She bore into Jenna with her cold and
Hansen Richards's harsh words made Aria McAdams's face turn pale. This was the first time she was seeing Hansen get mad in front of her in a long time, and it was because of that woman. Her heart was burning with rage. She was well aware of Hansen's uncompromising personality, so she knew that she couldn't bring up this problem in front of him again. Otherwise, the engagement would be in danger if she pissed him off. She had put in so much blood and sweat and worked so hard for her marriage. Everything was going great, until this woman unexpectedly appeared like a ghost from the past, and was even invited to work at a Richards Group office. How could she let it slide? She couldn't let this woman ruin her bright future. She didn't want to, and couldn't afford to miss out on such a perfect opportunity. She loved Hansen, who could only belong to her. They were already divorced, and Hansen had agreed to marry her, that was enough. There was no need to push thi
Jenna Murphy fell to the ground, and the contempt in people's eyes made chills run through her body. She felt a piercing pain in her palm, and a warm liquid began flowing out. She knew that it was a broken piece of the wine glass that pricked into the flesh in her palm. She was so numb that she barely felt the pain! Her face was as pale as snow, and the forced smile on her face gradually stiffened. Fortunately, the flashing neon lights weren't very bright in this moonlit night, so the unbearable pain on her face was somewhat concealed. She was the one who asked for it. She deserved to be humiliated! It was her fault for being nosy. Minnie Murphy was right, who gave someone as pathetic as her the right to mind another content person's business? Tears welled up in Jenna's eyes as she clenched her teeth. She stood up under the curious gaze of all the onlooking Richards Group employees and acted as if nothing had happened. Hansen Richards had suddenly ap
"Jen." The air magically carried a deep and pleasant voice into Jenna Murphy's ears. Like ripples on the peaceful surface of a lake, or a bright star shining in the dark night sky, it brought a brand new sense of hope to everything. Jenna's body froze for a second before she raised her head. Who else would call her by that nickname? Could it be that he was here? A tall and handsome man in a suit and leather shoes was walking towards her. His face was filled with a gentlemanly and charming smile, and the pools in his soft eyes were unbelievably soothing. He looked gentle and graceful, and he exuded a regal and mysterious air from head to toe. Unlike most typical men in positions of power, he was quietly and effortlessly refined and elegant in a serene manner. There was no question as to his social status, for his noble visage couldn't have possibly been cultivated overnight. He became the center of everyone's attention in the blink of an eye. "Jen, it
Hansen's hulking figure blocked the entrance like a brick wall. His face was livid as he arrogantly and aggressively faced them. He stood tall and straight with a stiff yet still handsome face, and there was rage between his eyebrows. The air in this room froze once again. The cold light in his eyes violently contracted, shooting out streaks of fierce glares that landed on Rayan Whalen's hand around Jenna and threatened to tear it into pieces. Rayan returned an icy smile as his soft eyes gradually sharpened and took on a hint of slyness. Two powerful and clearly hostile men were going head to head. Something dangerous could break out any moment in this atmosphere. A shiver ran down Jenna's spine. Hansen and Rayan were already sworn enemies when it came to business, it was a terrible idea for them to confront each other like this right now, especially since she seemed to be the cause. She didn't want to become a laughing stock for what happened today,
But how could a feeble woman like her fight against Hansen's passion and powerful body? All Hansen wanted to do right now was to have her and possess her. She played her trump card in a panic, "Aren't you in love with Aria McAdams, Hansen Richards? Aren't you going to marry her? How can you do this to her?" Hansen froze and stopped ravaging her body. His senses gradually returned, and he raised his eyes which were scarlet red with desire. That was when a slow and haunting ringtone rang through the car. Hansen slowly let go of Jenna and stood up. He took out his mobile phone from his pant pocket. He frowned when he saw that Aria's name was displayed on the widescreen. "Where are you, Hans?" Hansen answered the phone. There was a trace of pain in Aria's sweet and sugary voice. "What's wrong? Aria." "Hans, my stomach hurts. It hurts so much." Aria painfully exclaimed on the other side of the phone, "I want to see you, Hansen. Don't leave me behind