Chapter 3: Enchanted

The older sister hasn't come home yet. It's already so dark, and it's never happened before. Patrick sat at home restlessly, staring at the porridge pot on the table, so hungry that he froze. Why is there a little fear in my heart? Unsettled, very scared. Her cell phone was also turned off. Patrick didn't know where to look for his sister.

At noon, Patrick finally couldn't sit still, put on his coat, went downstairs. He wanders around looking for his sister. Where are you? Are you okay? You can't leave Patrick alone! Patrick's body was inherently weak from childhood to adulthood and was always cared for by Grainne. Whenever someone bullied him when he was a child, he would always run home to find Grainne crying and tell him first. Each time Grainne went to see those spoiled children to ask fair to him with her small and weak build. Since their parents passed away, only two sisters have lived to rely on each other.

The older sister is Patrick's guardian angel. Every time he cried, it was to hold him in his arms, give him a warm hug. Every time he was sick, Grainne took care of him gently told him that it was okay. He would soon get better, which made him feel very secure. She is also the sister who has to risk her life to earn money to support him for surgery.

Patrick was alone, trembling, and afraid to walk on the empty street at one o'clock in the morning. At this time, he deeply felt Grainne's position in his heart.

"Sister... sister..."

Running and running many times, still no sign of her. What to do? What should he do now? Didn't he know where to go to find his sister? A seventeen-year-old boy, crying as he walked.

Grainne dreamed a very wet dream. There was also a handsome gentleman in the dream who had sex with her. Even if she died, she was also very enthusiastic about hanging out with him. Just remember, she blushed again. Opening her eyes, her head ached a little. Grainne couldn't help but support her head, wanting to massage the temples. "Ah..." As soon as she lifted her hand, she groaned in pain. What happened? Why are her limbs so broken? Especially her legs, she couldn't move at all, turned around a bit, but felt a lot of pain in her body. Maybe it wasn't a dream.

She tried to remember…

Both vague and mythical, the scene of last night's lovemaking was still vivid in her mind! Oh, man! Grainne's whole body froze, motionless, taking a deep breath. The pain between her legs came again and the languorous fatigue spread through every nerve in her body… Her hand involuntarily traced between her legs. There, something fundamental was lost, right? Scene after scene, the whole incident of last night sporadically replayed in her mind. That's right, she was drugged, and then someone seemed to help her. Later, she was with that man…

At this moment, there was only one thought in Grainne's mind, that she had to leave immediately because she remembered that she kissed that person first. Oh, man? She can't live, no face anymore. Instead, she fell onto the bed, her legs still aching, making it difficult for her to move, carefully picking up her clothes. Then, crouching, cautiously, crouching down the wall and out of the room, she was afraid that the man on the bed would suddenly wake up and question her.

As the door slowly closed, about to hide the slender figure behind the door, still lying on the bed, Carwyn awoke because the warmth beside him had disappeared. The urge to open his mouth to stop her was powerful, but his self-esteem didn't allow it, so far, only he left first. Seeing the girl in the master bed

He moved away, he should have felt relieved because he was spared the trouble, but he now felt empty inside.

He couldn't help but admit that the girl he had fun with in bed last night was very suitable for his taste. Her large hands were unconsciously empty. Her skin was so warm, all night, she seemed to have melted in his arms and merged into one. An endless pain crept into his heart. Then, seeing the sky gradually getting brighter outside the window, the hand gently rubbing his forehead, the corner of his mouth cold and smiling, she and Carwyn were immersed in lust all night. This has never happened before. There's more? What is the purpose of that girl? Did she not intend to use this opportunity to threaten him?

Grainne had no time to grieve while walking down the street, watching the sun slowly rise.

"I didn't come home all night. Didn't my younger brother almost die?" She had to hurry home to see how her brother was.

Grainne had just returned home when she saw a scene that made her momentarily unable to hold back her tears. The younger brother was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his face was wet with tears, and he was sitting on the sofa, fast asleep. Judging from his shabby look, his messy hair, he guessed, he searched for her all night. "Silly brother, I'm fine. What are you worried about." Grainne was filled with mixed emotions and knelt on the floor with feeling, gently stroking her sister's small face. He and she both have perfect features. Their faces have a few similarities. It's just that year-round illness makes her face lack a little rosy, but she seems a bit pale.

Patrick, as long as I have you by my side. I will continue to persevere because of you, and I have to keep trying. Grainne's hand and Patrick's hand were intertwined. Tears welled up again, feeling the inseparable bond flowing in both of their veins. So waiting for her brother to wake up later, she wanted to tell him nothing happened to her last night, she just went to a friend's house at work, because she was in a hurry, so she couldn't tell. He knows, she wanted to prepare a perfect lie, to help him understand one thing: her sister was wonderful, very well.

No matter what, I can't let him know I'm in trouble. The younger brother's body was not healthy since he was a child, and now he is found to have congenital heart disease, he must undergo surgery. Unable to bear the lash. Also, the surgery cost is very high, which makes her not sure where to earn money! If there is no money to treat her brother's illness, she is afraid her only relative will no longer be there. Instead, she sighed, closing her eyes.

"Sister, you're home." her brother's cheerful cry woke Grainne. The morning sunlight shone on her. She slowly opened her eyes. "Ah! It hurts!" Grainne rubbed her back lightly, and it turned out that she was sleeping on the sofa. Patrick was straightforward anyway, so he believed her lies. Perhaps, one lie is enough to make people satisfied. Grainne watched her brother go to school in thought. "Damn, what time is it now?" Grainne regained his spirits, "It's pathetic, it's so late, it's going to be reprimanded by the bald manager." So she muttered as she quickly prepared to leave the house.

She is just a finance worker; if the manager gets angry because of her late arrival, then it's over!

"Grainne, why are you late? The manager said when you arrive, go to the office to find him."

Close friend and colleague Janet said.

"I know, let's go now," Grainne replied resignedly.

Moments later, Grainne swaggered out of the office, back in front of her desk, quietly

cleaning up her things. Janet approached and asked, "Grainne, what's wrong?"

"I've resigned."

"Huh? Why! Grainne, aren't you in dire need of money for your brother's medical treatment right now?"

"Because…" Grainne's eyes were red, remembering the scene earlier in the office.

"Manager, are you looking for me?" Grainne pushed open the door and entered the office. The man behind the desk raised his head, engrossed in Grainne's gaze.

"You're late today. What's wrong?"

"I have some personal business today, sorry manager, next time I won't be like that."

The manager smiled lewdly, stood up, and walked towards her.

"Don't be shy, baby. What do you think about last time? Are you willing to be my mistress?" He said as he took her hand.

"Manager, please be proud!" Grainne took a step back.

"Self-respect? Ha ha…You consider yourself noble. Don't you want to ask for money! It's an honor for me to keep an eye on you. What are you pretending to be? Tell me, how much do you want? " As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Grainne in his arms. "Bob!" a voice, "Bitch! you dare to hit me." Manager growled. "You don't want to work!?"

"No need for you to fire. I resign." After that, she went out the door.

"I didn't expect that old man would do that to you, so what will you do in the future?"

Janet said worriedly.

"I don't know, and maybe the boat goes straight to the bridge!" She pursed her lips slightly.

Grainne worked hard all day. He just wanted to quickly find a new job. In the past few days, Grainne has returned to the Pub to play the piano at night because this amount is significant to her. But in return, she became even more careful to keep herself, not arbitrarily drinking anything others brought.

…

Standing on the ground floor of the "Winvest Investment" corporation, Grainne couldn't believe that she had received a phone call to come for an interview. This is a very famous company, within five years it has immediately become a big name. The general manager must also be a very prominent figure.

Their recruitment conditions are indeed very strict.

Eligibility conditions: Must be able to improvise, speak, read and write fluently in Chinese, Japanese, Korean, English; majoring in international trade, accounting, secretarial.

Work content: Handling all jobs from big to small, public and private work of the general manager; have to go with the general manager to attend some social events.

Salary: Ten thousand dollars, each year increasing by two thousand dollars.

Grainne absolutely cannot deny that the biggest reason for accepting this job was the high salary, because she could not afford Patrick's medical treatment. Otherwise, she would never have paid attention with such recruitment conditions and work content.

In this secretary position, it's easy to make people have dreamy thoughts!

Seeing that the inside of the elevator was already whole, she stomped her feet. Today's interview definitely can't be late! So when he saw that there was an empty dedicated elevator next to it, Grainne reached out without hesitation and pressed the call button down.

The elevator arrived very quickly. There was no one inside. Grainne was overjoyed. It's just that God helps her!

"Wait a minute." The voice was a little urgent, Grainne thought, maybe the other person was in a hurry too, she kindly pressed the "open door" button.

Carwyn stepped into the elevator, and when he saw her, he froze for a moment. That's right, what did she come here for? Did she come to him to ask for money?

Grainne looked at him, momentarily forgetting to breathe. The five senses are like carvings, with distinct angles.

Thick eyebrows cover the sharp eyes, the high and straight nose bridge accentuates the deeply engraved facial features, and the persistent lips exude a coldness. For a moment, she just looked into his eyes, pale blue eyes that were both stunningly beautiful in a classic way and unpretentious at the same time. I just don't understand why his appearance gives her a very familiar feeling?

Seeing her bewildered expression, the corner of Carwyn's lips revealed a hint of irony.

Truly a woman who adores vanity. Knowing he's rich, do you want to cling to him?

Noticing the scornful look that flashed and disappeared in his eyes, Grainne immediately became aware of her actions and couldn't help but blush and lower her head.

She was still ashamed, and realizing this, Carwyn rubbed her eyes gently. These days, I don't understand why he always remembers this girl. Undeniably, he indeed remembered her forever.

The early morning sunlight has poured into the office building, the feeling of warmth is overwhelming, it is easy to make people feel sleepy. As soon as Carwyn was out of the office, his secretary immediately caught up. "General manager, here is the list and resumes of the candidates who came to the interview this morning. Please take a look at the general manager." Carwyn took it, flipping through a few pages casually, glancing briefly over the list.

Suddenly, his gaze landed on a section of a resume, focused on a photograph. It turned out that she came for an interview. But isn't she supposed to play the piano at PUB? Was she just like the other girls who wanted to approach him? Did she finally know that the person with her that night was him? Have fun, play even better.

Carwyn suppressed his curiosity, kept his unreadable expression, and walked away calmly.

Grainne was dressed in white in the living room, with her black hair tied up, making her look even more attractive. But in her troubled eyes, which seemed to be very tense, Carwyn looked at Grainne, a complicated expression in her eyes.

"The next one is the girl – Grainne!" Said the secretary.

Grainne got up from her chair, clutching the handle of her bag with both hands, "Winvest Investment." The prominent domestic trade group with a very high salary. If indeed she could get a job here, the money problem wouldn't bother her anymore. With that in mind, she resolutely entered the conference room.

Seeing this fragile beauty as weak as the wind blows and will fly away, the female secretary murmured in her heart. Such a girl should have stayed at home to help her husband raise children, not suitable for the war—cheating in the office.

Inside the large meeting room, the atmosphere was suffocating, surrounded by the owners and managers, all in a severe position. It's no wonder they have this appearance. Whoever stands in front of their superiors doesn't have to correct their posture, and their CEO is a model. Outwardly smiling as spring, but capable of enormous damage.

Staring at the face on her resume, Carwyn narrowed her eyes, but no one in the room noticed.

Grainne walked into the meeting room, not daring to raise her head, her eyelids hanging down, her heart pounding like a drum.

"Ms.Grainne, please have a seat." Carwyn looked at the figure before him, not expecting them to meet so quickly.

Lifting her head, Grainne was shaken by the person in front of her. It turned out to be him in the same elevator as her earlier. It turned out that he was the corporation's CEO, and he was so successful under the age of thirty, which is rare.

The interview went very smoothly. Grainne responded very smoothly, much to Carwyn's satisfaction. It seems that she is not a vain admirer. So what does she want? Carwyn thought.

"Ms.Grainne, you can officially go to work tomorrow," Carwyn said after finishing the interview.