Episode 7 : Her Tiny Secret

Sarclet gazed astounded at the man before her eyes.  Between the shimmering wheat-hued skin, the slim body with clear and strong muscle lines, the sparkling drops of water slide down from the wide shoulders and slide down the tight midriff and midsection, with an unadulterated line tied around the midriff. The enormous white shower towel and the attractive lines ooze wild appeal. 

Sarclet gulped her spit and couldn't resist the opportunity to gaze at President Jared's figures. 

"What are you gazing at in the early morning?" President Jared sneer as he saw Sarclet was slobbering over his figures. Well who wouldn't? At the point when he really has an incredible figure.

As though being caught in the act, Sarclet immediately dismissed her eyes, her cheeks and ears immediately became red, her entire body appeared to dissolve away, and it was alarmingly hot.

      Seeing her uninterested, becoming flushed cheeks, similar to a little white hare going to be captured, she was melancholy to such an extent that President Jared nearly couldn't resist the opportunity to grin the more.

  In any case, his eyes abruptly turned cold when his psyche floated to that evening in the VIP room.

Once more, he continued to feel that Sarclet provided him with a feeling of Familiarity, yet she wasn't the one in the VIP room that evening. 

Taking a gander at Sarclet eyes with a sprinkle of disarray, President Jared asked the main question that entered his thoughts. 

"Miss Sarclet, were you in the AB night club this previous Tuesday?

Raising the edges of his mouth, he collapsed his arms around his chest and checked out at her comfortable, quietly hanging tight for her response. 

Sarclet was shocked briefly, then, at that point, responded right away!

" Did he found out my tiny little secret"?

Sarclet thought. 

Sarclet body all over enclosed by the blanket, her beautiful face was strained to such an extent that she could dribble blood!

  She quickly brought down her face and replied.

" No! I don't party". 

President Jared face in a split second smells to the limit!

      Turning around, there was an unexpected briskness in his eyes.

"Miss Sarclet, right? Kindly don't show your face to me when ever i am around! 

saying this, "Bang! He pummeled the entryway and left.

Sarclet inhaled a murmur of help, tapped her chest, saw his back contemptuously, and reviled him covertly in her heart. 

Getting the garments dispersed on the bed, President Jared's words lingered in her ears. " Miss Sarclet, right? Kindly don't show your face to me when ever i am around! 

"Fuck you Jared".

In a moment, there was a stunning shout from the restroom, trailed by Sarclet chastening of President Jared predecessor, the seventh era! 

  The faces of the workers who were listening downstairs turned monstrous briefly, and checked out at their boss in dread, all perspiring for Sarclet.

As if President Jared didn't hear it, he looked calm.

Sarclet stood before the mirror and stared at her figure. 

" Go to damnation President Jared! You can divorce me if you don't wanna see my face but I'm not gonna lock myself in the room all day because of you".

After about thirty minutes, Sarclet cleaned up, put on something causal, and went downstairs. 

She initially thought that she wouldn't see President Jared assuming she went late, yet she didn't expect that he was finding a seat at the dining table and having breakfast nimbly, lifting his hand. 

The style of the honorability is the style of the nobility. 

Sarclet rubbed her stomach, which was making a slight sputtering sound, took a gander at the good breakfast on the table, and gulped. 

   She ran down in two stages, sitting on the seat, going after the toast before her, however was waved away by one hand. 

Sarclet glared as she gazed at the hand deterring her from taking the food. 

  "Look sir, I'm not gonna lock myself in the room all day, divorce me if you know you don't like my face because i don't even like yours either" Sarclet expressed furiously with round eyes. 

President Jared cut a little piece of toast, put it in his mouth, bit it cautiously, and afterward said comfortable, "I bet you don't have any idea how ugly your face is and what capabilities do you have to eat at the same table with me?" 

"You!" Sarclet pointed at him, so furious that she was dumbfounded. 

"If you want to eat , you can eat what I have left after I finish!" President Jared said happily in his eyes. 

  Sarclet was astounded. She has never seen anybody that is heartless very much like Jared! On the off chance that she typically call her stepmother evil spirit, Jared is Satan itself.

  "Did I make you speechless? Why can't you say a word now?" President Jared said 

Sarclet gritted her teeth, she put down what was in her grasp, took a full breath, raised a grin and said, "OK! President Jared, i will eat once you're done eating" 

Subsequent to speaking, Sarclet stood up, hammered, and ran back to the room rapidly, not having any desire to see him once more. This damn charlatan, damn Jared, she will eat when he is not around. 

Seeing Sarclet dismiss and run, Jared put down the knife and fork in his grasp and cleaned his mouth. 

Jared's uncle took a gander at Sarclet with some compassion, turned his head and told Jared. 

"Uncle, before you start lecturing me, just know she's simply a tool for my revenge. Having said this, Jared stopped for some time, and afterward said: "She is so resilient lady, she will not starve herself to death right!" 

A hint of unnaturalness crossed Jared uncle's face, perspiring for Sarclet, moaning in his heart, and shaking his head remorsefully. 

  Jared's uncle has been in this house since Jared's parent kicked the bucket.

He could see that Sarclet was a decent young lady, and she was by all accounts a decent counterpart for his nephew. 

In the event that she didn't get hitched to his nephew, she could in any case have the option to accomplish a superior future and marriage, yet it's a pity that Jared was utilizing her. 

Jared's uncle shook his head, it was not worth the effort for Sarclet. 

 In the mean time, Sarclet lay in the focal point of the huge bed, and after the eighteenth lap, she at last lost her solidarity.

Like a dead fish, she lay still on the bed, gazing vacantly at the roof with a couple of large eyes. She was exceptionally ravenous. 

There are totally two things in this world that one can't live without, one is cash and the other is food!

Similarly as Sarclet was grieving herself on the bed, there was a thump on the entryway.