Mr. Right, Spoil Me

It was a very delicate fruit tray made of crystal. Its transparent glass fell into pieces on the ground. But it was not a pity. The pity was that the mango on it.

Sarah looked at the fresh fruit on the ground, and then moved back to her "best friend" who used to be very close. They almost talked everything. Her broken heart sunk abruptly.

The woman's eyes also stayed on her body. Her face reflected her panic as if she saw the most unexpected thing finally happened.

A few seconds later, she smiled, "Sarah, it's you."

At the moment, a trace of coldness flashed in the bottom of her eyes.

Sarah took a look at her and pursed her lower lip. Those mangoes were really a pity.

"Well, I have something else to do. Goodbye."

"Ah, I just come here..."

The woman's words had not finished. Sarah had already disappeared in the end of the corridor.

The fists hiding in the sleeve were already tightly clenched by her.

you come in?" Bruce asked her. He coldly gazed at the woman in a mess on the ground.

little flustered and immediately explained, "No, Bruce. I…I thought you were receiving some important guests, so I brought some fruit to entertain you. I don't know

a regretful look, "Oh,

won't eat them. Throw

tore down his tie restlessly and closed the

bit her lower lip, grabbed those mangoes directly, and tightly twisted it. Her eyes gradually became sinister and cold. She didn't move

…

had planned to resign from Randall's project. She was not competent for this

was the reason why she quitted.

On the big chair, the man's eyes were fixed. His slender hands were as white as the women's hands. The scene was like the magic of repeated reincarnation. His sound was even, not light or heavy, falling on

"You want

Randall's project, which

"Clap."

that was always full of haze but made people blush

penetrated her

He opened his sharp, thin and red lips, "You're in charge of