Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 98

She had only taken over Lexie's job for less than half a month and was already getting the hang of it, even correcting many of the flaws, giving the whole company a new look and eliminating some of the flaws he had been trying to correct before.

The camera shows Belle in a decent suit, a mid-length suit that stretches out her waist, a skirt that is not overly short wrapping her rather sexy hips in just the right way, and a pair of white high heels stomp on the floor in a powerful rhythm, ringing on the polished tiles all the way down to the cashmere carpet of the office.

The sound of the high heels was completely different from Lexie's high heels, there was confidence, calmness in that voice.

The entire action of Belle from the time she walked into Harvey Corp to the time she finally finished handling the modeling case was sharp, decisive and without delay.

This woman really has the air of a queen. She had been silent for so many years in Harvey Mansion, but he had found out long ago her calm and collected nature, but he had deliberately ignored her goodness before because he hated her, and only now did he finally give her a fair chance.

It was only when her figure disappeared into the corridor that Calvin's gaze retracted from the CCTV footage and looked at the wall opposite.

He was only a wall away from her. What would she be doing now that she was sitting across the room?

Calvin imagined that she was perhaps sitting in front of the computer with her head buried in a file, or perhaps making a phone call. In fact, she was a workaholic like him, and since she became the vice president, she had to drive herself to work every morning, saying that she wanted to draw a clear line with him at the company, lest people say that she was taking advantage of him.

This made Calvin speechless, but he felt that she had a point and could not resist her, so he let her do as she wished.

But in this way, he distanced himself from her.

What made him even more furious was that these days she was using her busy schedule as an excuse to keep her away from him, and even if he did touch her, she could allow him once. He was so indignant that he could not wait to have her removed from her position as vice president.

Stroking his chin in thought, he glanced towards the wall again, a light smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he slowly stood up.

When he walked into Belle's office, Belle was searching for something, sweating profusely, her cheeks red, and she didn't even have time to answer him, or didn't even know it was him who had come in.

Calvin cleared his throat, his face full of seriousness.

"Go away." Belle didn't even raise her head, kept rummaging through the drawers and on the desk, looking very anxious.

Calvin was not happy with the fact that she had dismissed him like a child.

"What are you looking for?" He spoke majestically.

When she heard his voice, Belle was taken aback and raised her head, only then did she realize that it was indeed Calvin who had arrived. These days, there was always a young kid who had just graduated from the design department asking questions in her office on the pretext of asking for advice on his work. She thought it was him, but now it's this beast.

She was flustered, her forehead was covered in sweat, her face was flushed and her eyes blinked.

"Mr. Harvey, I made an idea last night and copied it over on a USB stick, but now it's gone. The idea is about to be used but I can't find it.” Belle wiped the sweat on her forehead with a tissue and was anxious.

Calvin had his hands leisurely in his trouser pockets, his eyebrows stretched, a smile on his face as he chided, "Is this how you work? Throwing things around."

She had no choice but to let him blame her for the fact that she had made a mistake, and she willingly admitted her punishment.

Calvin admired her look and was happy in his heart as he slowly leaned over and said, "What's wrong? You can't finish your work, do you want to ask me for advice?"

Hearing this, Belle raised her head and looked up into his deep eyes, asking timidly, "Could you make it for me?"

Calvin loved her silly expression and was tantalized by her eyes. He stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around her waist, coming over to flirt with her, "You are not dedicated to your work, and even less dedicated to your life, so what makes you able to please me?"

At this, Belle immediately understood the meaning of his words, the expression of his lustfulness in the past few nights appeared in her mind. Of course she understood what he wanted and was about to break away from him.

"Don't move, be obedient to me and you have a chance to live." Calvin teased, jerking his hand out and placing it in front of her, "Look, is this it?"

The flash drive she was looking for was lying in his palm, and her eyes lit up. As she reached for it, Calvin withdrew his hand.

"Give it to me, it's mine." Belle stretched out her hands and fiercely used force to break his hand,, but she failed.

Belle deflated.

"You are over-confident." Calvin laughed mockingly and walked towards the sofa with his long arm around her.

"What are you doing?" Belle sat on his legs, being held by him.

"How did this come into your hands?" Belle was very puzzled, but couldn't think of a reason, and just asked curiously.

Calvin reached out a hand to ruffle her hair and opened his mouth immodestly, "If you can please me, I'll tell you, otherwise, maybe something like this will happen again."

It sounded like he took it on purpose..

How this flash drive got into his hands? Belle was puzzled, and when she heard the word "please", she remembered that last night she was in the study to catch up on her creativity, but he was constantly messing around, urging her.

He must have snuck it out of her carry-on bag while she was in the bathroom!

Belle was now angry. She had searched for it for a morning, and more importantly, she thought she hadn't done her job properly.

She looked up with a sulky face and was about to question him, but she saw that one of his hands had already reached into her dress and was touching the sensitive parts of her body.

"It's work time, can you stop thinking about sex all the time? You are imbecile." Belle didn't have the good grace, but caught his hand.

"I'm a normal man, what else can I think about if I don't think about sex?" He grinned cheekily.

Belle was angry to hear that. Did he have Lexie, but he still came to her. Which man is as energetic as him?

"For so many years, you've been surrounded by Lexie, but I really didn't expect that you are so addicted to sex." Belle sneered out, speaking with a tone of disgust.

Calvin's face darkened at hearing this, how dare this woman dislike him? She doesn't really think he's having an affair with all these women, does she?

But he didn't want to deny it, he just said, "I like sleeping with you and I need it every day."

When she remembered that she still had a lot of work to do today, she didn't have time to talk to him about it. She reached out her hand and said, “Mr. Harvey, I have to work, and I am busy, can you please give the drive flash back to me?”

"Sure, but you have to make me happy, otherwise I'll not only punish you if you don't get the job done, I'll torture you." He had a smile on his face and winked smugly.

"What exactly do you want?" Belle was beyond help, after all, there were still several projects to deal with now, there were still people waiting for her in the conference room to talk about the contract. Tomorrow was the weekend, no one would be working at the company, and since she had started working, she wanted to get the job at hand done.

"You think about it, and when you have an idea, I'll take you to see your mother tomorrow afternoon." He desperately tempted her.

Belle's gaze began to glow after hearing this.

"Calvin, is my mother ready for surgery?" She lifted her face to look up at him with a look of expectation and dependence.

To be precise, Belle's expression at this time really struck Calvin, he had never seen such a vivid expression from her.

His face darkened and after thinking for a while, he said soberly, "Belle, the matching kidney source has been found, but your mother is depressed and overly sad, in this state, she is very unsuitable for surgery, and her sense of survival is not very strong. I heard Dr. Clarke say that although her left kidney was indeed injured by the car accident at that time, if the patient was in a good mood and actively treated, it was completely avoidable, but the situation now is ......"

He saw Belle's rosy face instantly white at this, so he did not go on speaking.