Chapter 4: Serving Miss Lillian

These two people were actually playing English-style Go?

OMG! Fortunately, Hannah quickly masked her astonishment with her perfect image. She gracefully approached the elegant figure sitting on the ice and offered her a cup of coffee, "Miss Lillian, I don't know what coffee flavor you prefer, but I hope you'll like it."

Then she walked towards Charles, who was smiling at her. 'Why are you acting so abnormal?' She silently conveyed her doubt through her eyes.

Charles raised an eyebrow, 'Isn't it a good thing that I've changed my ways?'

Hannah rolled her eyes. Who would believe that? His appearance right now was so righteous, without any hint of his usual playboy charm. He was really good at acting!

Taking another discreet glance, she noticed that Miss Lillian showed no signs of being infatuated or enamored with Charles. She couldn't help but be amazed. This heiress with such an excellent upbringing was truly different. If it weren't for her excellent acting skills and pretending to have no interest in Charles, Hannah might have really idolized her.

She hoped that Miss Lillian would be the one to break the playboy's heart! She couldn't wait to go out and gossip with her girlfriends about it!

Miss Lillian smiled confidently, elegantly sipping her coffee, and said to Charles, "You lost again!"

Charles didn't mind as he gazed at the charming lady. Did she really not like him?

There had never been a woman who could resist his charm, except for one woman who was not considered a woman in his eyes—Hannah Snow.

But with Miss Lillian, he felt an overwhelming desire to conquer. If he couldn't win her over, it would be a huge blow to his reputation!

"Wait and see!" he thought to himself.

"It's alright. I'm willing to lose to you!" Charles Smith flashed a smile full of charm, hoping to see infatuation in Miss Lillian's eyes, but he was disappointed.

Miss Lillian, without caring, finished her last sip of coffee and stood up, "Your secretary makes good coffee. Come find me when you can beat me at chess."

She left the secretaries' office gracefully, leaving everyone in astonishment. For a man like Charles Smith, he would never cherish the woman who was too easy to get.

Miss Lillian, who had grown up surrounded by women, was not foolish enough to become one of them.Wait and see, one day she would make Charles Smith be obsessed with her willingly!

She had confidence in herself!

Charles Smith was dumbfounded for a moment. Could it be that he had lost his charm? He took out his phone, flipping through his contacts, and decided to test it out. Hm! How about Ivy?

The victim of Charles Smith's experiment was none other than the unfortunate Hannah. She hated the fact that she had fallen into Charles's trap just after graduating, becoming his secretary at the company. If she had known that she would end up like this, she would never have agreed to work for him!

 

No wonder people in the business world were trying to poach her, the versatile secretary. How many secretaries were as capable as she was? At three o'clock in the morning, receiving a call from her boss and rushing over just to negotiate a breakup with his lover?

Hannah watched as the seductively dressed woman left, feeling a sense of reluctance. She turned around and entered the room. This was Charles Smith's exclusive hotel where he would indulge in his desires without bringing women to his apartment.

As she looked around, Hannah spotted condoms scattered all over the floor. She silently counted them and thought, no wonder he was called "the seven times-in-one-night" – it seemed she had to buy more condoms for her boss again.

"Do you know what time it is now?" Hannah raised her head from her calculations to see Charles Smith, who appeared leisurely. The main character, however, looked at her with innocence, "Little Snow, I'm really helpless, you know? I just happened to run out of condoms! Besides, I'm tired of that Ivy girl too, so we broke up! If I had enough condoms, I could definitely last until tomorrow morning before sending her away!"

Hannah took a deep breath, trying to prevent herself from doing anything impulsive, like strangling the playboy in front of her.

Seeing her face turning pale, Charles began to feel anxious. His little schoolgirl was famous for her morning temper, and if she hadn't gotten enough sleep, anyone facing her would be in a terrible situation. Oh no, what does that ferocious look on her face mean?

Before he could finish his fantasies, Hannah had already had enough. She grabbed his collar and propped her leg against his strong abs. Because of her action, her short skirt was pulled up a bit, revealing her fair and slender thighs.

Seeing this scene, Charles Smith couldn't help but swallow hard. Wow!

Why had he never noticed that this fierce tomboy of a secretary had such a great figure?

It seemed she was very skilled at hiding her perfect body under those clothes!

The desire hidden beneath his bathrobe awoke instantly! Charles Smith didn't dare to make any rash moves. He was always self-aware, knowing which women he could touch and which ones he couldn't. If he gave in to his animal instincts and pressed Hannah under him...

Never mind her, even his mother would force him to take responsibility and get married!

He didn't want to give up the whole forest for a single tree, even if she seemed pretty good. But thinking about the future, not being able to do the things he loved to do with his many beautiful women, that would be a shame!

"Charles Smith!" Hannah didn't notice anything wrong with him. "It's already five in the morning! You disturbed my sleep at three in the morning! I'm just your secretary, not your nanny!"

Charles accompanied her with a smile and kindly released her hand, "Alright, alright, it's my fault, I'm sorry!"

But there was nothing he could do. After all, he couldn't stand a woman's tears and didn't want to ruin his perfect image in their eyes due to a momentary anger. So he had to turn to Hannah Snow, the expert, for help!

She was the one who knew best how to deal with those women who clung to him. She was his savior!

Hannah resentfully let go of him, smoothed out the wrinkles on her short skirt, turned around, and left.

Damn it!

There's no way she can get a good night's sleep now!

Fine, she won't go to work tomorrow!

He couldn't do anything to her, after all! Charles watched her leaving, damn it!

Why did he start imagining her stunning figure under that conservative outfit?

He was really looking forward to the company's staff event now, with the hot springs! Didn't it mean that she would reveal her figure? He swallowed his saliva again. Hannah, why are you off-limits for me? What a pity...

In the end, the barbecue with hot springs was changed to take place in Charles Smith's luxurious villa, all for the convenience of the big boss!

Charles truly lived up to his reputation as a playboy, providing benefits for the male colleagues in the company. He demanded that all female colleagues attending the event must wear swimsuits, or else they would have their salaries deducted. Everyone obediently complied, looking forward to seeing what Charles would do if Hannah, the only one who dared to defy him, refused to wear a swimsuit.

They couldn't help but wonder how she would look in a swimsuit. Would her figure be too shocking?

"Hannah, Are You Really Going to Wear This?"

Anna frowned as she looked at the skimpy bikini swimsuit in Hannah's hands. The fabric was so scarce, and the thin strings hanging around her neck, wouldn't they break?

Hannah walked into the restroom helplessly to change her clothes. "Aunt Anna, it's all Charles' brilliant idea! Everyone in the company is waiting to see me embarrassed!"

"That bastard!" Anna gritted her teeth. Hannah was the future daughter-in-law in her heart! Won't charles be jealous seeing her beautiful figure displayed to other men?

"Where is he now?"

Hannah smoothly changed into the bikini swimsuit, casually draping a white shirt over it. Her hot figure was teasingly hidden beneath the shirt, making her irresistible. She looked at her reflection in the mirror with satisfaction. He wanted to see her embarrassed? Don't even think about it!

Just remembering Anna's question, Hannah replied, "Oh, the CEO? He's probably serving Miss Lillian."Hannah just saw him with her, strolling around in a conservative swimsuit. The good gentleman couldn't resist, and he must have been itching to get his hands on her, right?"

Hannah opened the door, and Anna noticed her shirt reaching her knees, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This was better. At least her future daughter-in-law won't be peeped by other men. However, as a man, Charles probably had a different view, and that way of seeing Hannah was more unbearable.

Charles was somewhat disinterested as he looked at Miss Lillian beside him. She was wearing the most conservative two-piece swimsuit, and she tightly wrapped herself with a large towel. He didn't understand why a wealthy young lady who had returned from the US would have such conservative ideas.

However, he noticed that her exposed thighs were quite fair, but when he accidentally brushed against them, they didn't feel as smooth as expected. Her skin was a bit rough...

Occasionally, he glanced in the direction of the main building. When would his dear secretary come out? Would she be even more conservative than Miss Lillian? Maybe she would even come out wearing a bathrobe and scare everyone?

Miss Lillian sipped her rose tea elegantly, well aware of Charles' slight disappointment. But before indulging in a sumptuous meal, you have to eat some appetizers. The current disappointment was just to prepare for more surprises in the future!

Looking around the scene, she agreed that some women were wearing more revealing outfits than her, but their figures? Hah, they either looked like skin-covered bones or water barrels.

Wow! Faintly hearing the cries of a group of men around, Charles turned his head in curiosity,surprised by Hannah's outfit: This damned woman!

She had to be doing this on purpose! Why did that white shirt look so familiar?

It couldn't be his, could it? The shirt on her looked like a dress, reaching her knees. Under the sunlight, the white shirt was quite transparent, revealing the bright-colored bikini she was wearing underneath. Damn!

She was wearing a bikini? Her slender legs fluttered slightly as she walked, her beautiful figure partially visible. What was more exasperating was how she openly accepted the admiring glances from the group of men around her.

He felt his dick, wrapped in a towel, getting hard to hide. It took him great effort to persuade it not to rise. Awkwardly, he shifted his gaze away, hoping to quench the flames by looking at Miss Lillian instead.

Oh no! Miss Lillian didn't manage to pique his interest?Could it be that he was interested in Hannah, whom he had known for many years?

No way!

That woman would always go against him. She has such a good figure, but she wears so conservatively every day, torturing his visual senses.