Stanley’s Adam’s apple rolled as he stared at Wendy. She had the face of an ángel–unearthly, almost as if she didn’t belong in this world. But then she sent him that kind of GIF, especially when he was busy.
Damn it. Her other side was definitely a little devil.
She seemed to know everything, to be good at everything.
Marc chuckled. “Mrs. Hawk looks so young. She must be clingy. Mr. Hawk, can you handle it?”
Having a cute little wife was one thing, but it was up to the man to see if he could handle her.
Stanley watched Wendy through the glass. He wasn’t sure. He and Wendy hadn’t really taken things that far yet, and he honestly didn’t know if he could handle her.
Ding!
Another message from Wendy popped up.
Stanley opened it. [Mr. Hawk, are you up for this? If not, I’ll leave.]
Damn it!
Stanley cursed silently in his mind. How was he supposed to work with her acting like this?
Meanwhile, outside, Wendy felt a small victory as she watched him struggle. She knew Stanley wouldn’t drop his
work to come find her. After taking a sip of her coffee, she stood up, ready to leave.
But just as she moved, a deep, magnetic voice rang out from behind. “Where are you going?”
That voice…
Wendy turned around. The door to the business conference room had opened, and there stood Stanley.
He actually came out?
Stanley strode toward her with long, confident strides. Before she could even react, he was standing right in front of her. “Let’s go.‘
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Wendy blinked, taken aback. “Go…where?”
Stanley reached out, taking her soft, delicate hand in his, his fingers pressing gently against her pale skin. “Where do you want to go? We’ll go wherever you like.”
Wendy was speechless.
Her mind exploded in shock. She had only been teasing him Had she pushed things too far? Was this actually happening?
My gosh!
Just then, Marc stepped out and asked in Frontellian, “Mr. Hawk, aren’t you going to introduce us?”
Wendy turned to Stanley.
Stanley shot her a look, his voice dripping with mockery. “What are you staring at? Didn’t you say you were good at this? Can’t understand Frontellian?”
He was teasing her, but in a harsh, mocking way.
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Wendy raised an eyebrow, her clear, sharp eyes now locked on Marc. She spoke up, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Wendy.”
Wendy spoke in perfect Frontellian, her voice light and clear, her pronunciation flawless.
Stanley froze. Did she just speak Frontellian?
He hadn’t expected that–especially not that she’d speak it so well.
Marc’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mrs. Hawk, you speak Frontellian? No wonder you captured Mr. Hawk’s heart.”
Wendy’s gaze shifted to Stanley’s noble face, and with a playful glint in her eye, she said, “Him? He’s so arrogant. He thought I couldn’t speak Frontellian.”
Marc looked at Stanley, amused. “Mr. Hawk, looks like Mrs. Hawk has quite a few surprises for you–things you’ll just have to discover for yourself.”
She certainly was full of surprises.
It seemed like Wendy had a lot of secrets hidden, things for Stanley to uncover.
Stanley gave her a long, meaningful look, and then said goodbye to Marc. Without another word, he grabbed Wendy’s hand and led her away.
Stanley pulled Wendy down the stairs. She tugged at her hand, trying to pull it free from his grasp. “Mr. Hawk, you should get back to work. I was just teasing you earlier.”
Without a word, Stanley opened the door to his Rolls–Royce Phantom and, without asking, shoved her into the passenger seat.
He rested his hand on the doorframe, flashing her a cold smile. “Are you done playing? Now it’s my turn.”
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