Mr. Right, Spoil Me

“For proposals?”

Andrew Bask raised his eyebrows, looking at the woman in front of him, who had been kept waiting for a dozen minutes.

Bianca Brown was holding a file. She looked a little short, hair barely above her shoulders, in a black-and-white outfit that didn't fit her style - typically a compliant person.

“Uh, yes, Mr. Bask. May I take some of your time for the proposal? I don't quite understand it, and I wonder if you could answer my questions.”

Andrew had just finished his meal, so satiated that he almost indulged in the languor.

Lazily he looked up at her, stretched his legs, and slouched in his swivel chair. His eyes told a hint of laziness, and of course, impatience.

“What questions?”

The tone was not that kind, revealing his seeming irritation.

As Bianca approached him cautiously, her heart was beating so fast. She quietly looked at him for a few moments, pursing her lips, squeezing out a few words.

“Last time, the land in the southwest was said to be developed for real estate. But next to it is a cemetery. I have been thinking that if we could relocate the cemetery and replace the land with a school by negotiating with the local land bureau. Would it be possible?”

Andrew licked his lips, rubbed his sharp chin with fingertips as he lifted it. Quite harsh, he said, “Do you know the first-come, first-serve basis?”

Bianca was clearly stunned. What did it mean?

Andrew threw off the file she handed over to him, and said, “Everything is ready for the cemetery project now, expect for a mere launching ceremony. Do you think they would give up tens or even hundreds of millions of dollars just to fulfill your brilliant idea?”

By such cold tone and pungent words pointing out her naivety, Bianca was very scared.

Realizing her probable mistake, Bianca hurriedly explained, “Sorry, Mr. Bask. But I don’t mean it. I just feel it quite a loss if the land is used for a cemetery like that, instead of for commercial housing.”

Obviously, Andrew would like to end the conversation. Rubbing his brows, he said, “Get out. The proposal won't be passed. Make another one.”

Hearing this, what else could Bianca say?

She almost lose her confidence and felt a sense of loss.

get closer to him this

kept staying, Bianca regretted that she hadn't

short time of consideration, she thought Sarah

way, Mr. Bask, how’s your

Sarah

face changed, Bianca felt a pang

mean a lot to him.

now.”

such a short reply, she

only look up to this man, always.

how's the baby? Sarah didn't

your work?”

not intend to

of

long ago. In the first few months she was very

to show that she cared about

back to work now.” Andrew said

with an impracticable proposal, and then shifted the topic to Sarah, just to keep his focus on

Bask. I saw someone today

woman exactly whom I saw

told her, but

remained calm in his eyes. Looking at her, he said, “What do

office with

she wanted to ask, but

asked her intention of saying those words, how

mistress, thus the woman must be someone

why his married boss set aside his wife

what about Sarah? Did

he seek merry from a woman like

occurred to Bianca that she wanted to know more

............

his work early in the afternoon, hurrying to