The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 85

Olive was shocked. "You bought Hengdu maliciously, and now you want to buy Angel Holiday Hotel. Alan, you are so despicable."

Alan was not annoyed but laughed happily. "For you, I'd like to."

Olive was shocked that the crazy man really moved her. But she still pretended to be indifferent. "Alan, can I ask you to behave like a normal person? How could believe that I'm not the right woman you're looking for, and can you stop pestering me? You're rich and powerful, and you can still idle about. But I'm just a woman, and I can't."

"Even if you can't afford to play the game, you have to play with me. Since you have slept with me, you have belonged to me, you are my woman" Alan said harshly.

He said that in a macho tone, just like what she, a self-indulgent woman, did many years ago. At that time, she bit his shoulder and said, "Since you have got laid with me, you are mine."

But now, he had been other woman's fiancee.

"Who's going to be your woman? Alan, you should make it clear that it was not me who climbed into your bed? It was you who forced... forced me." Olive blushed.

"So, I don't mind doing that again." Alan smiled playfully and approached her forward step by step.

If he didn't force her, she might never be honest.

Olive dodged in a panic. However, he stretched out his long arms and held her in his arms, then he pushed her down on the sofa.

"Don't try nothing."

For him, her warning was only useless. Alan grabbed her resistant hands. The woman looked slim and delicate, but her strength was very awesome. He was not afraid that she would hit himself hardly, but afraid that she would feel painful on her hands.

"Why are you different from them?" Suddenly, the man looked a little obsessed.

"What?" Olive was stunned.

Helplessly, she gave up struggling. The strength of a woman could not be compared with that of a man. She wondered if she should take a Taekwondo class or something else so that she could learn some skills of self-defense and counter-attack in her spare time. In this way, she would not always be in disadvantage every time when she resisted him physically.

"They all want me to have some relationship with them, why do you just want to push me away?"

Olive pouted her mouth and turned a white eye at him. "Do you think you're so popular that all the women will fight with each other and snatch you with each other? You are so narcissistic."

Alan felt that her expression was lovely, but he was a little frustrated. "You really don't think about it?"

"What should I think about?" Olive pretended to be an idiot.

"Become my woman." He said very seriously.

"You have a fiancee, and I don't want to be your concubine, or your secret mistress. The man I want to marry must be the one who can take me out with dignity. He won't play tricks and must be loyal to his family. Mr. Hoyle, when you can do these, you can come back to find me and talk about it. At that time, maybe I can seriously consider your proposal. You can say that I am a greedy woman. I am really greedy with these. As for other things, I don't care at all and they are just the floating clouds."

"Well, remember what you said today." Suddenly he released her, stood up and loosened the buttons of his shirt. He glanced at her lightly. "Ask others to take away the things on the table."

What?

Olive was confused by this sudden change. The man's thought was absolutely elusive. She thought that she would not keep up with him even another ten years passed.

"Why are you still stunned there? Or are you still wanting me to embrace you? I don't mind embracing you one more time."

Olive stared at him fiercely and fled away in a hurry.

Seeing her seemingly running away faster than a rabbit, Alan showed an unpredictable smile. Olive, tried your best to run away, and I was sure that you could not escape from my palm.

Olive didn't realize her vest had been wet by the sweat until she came into the office. Alan, this evil man, made fun of her.

Ted then followed to come in and said, "Olive, are you okay?"

Olive sat in her office chair and waved her hand. "It's all right. You find someone to clear the table for that "ancestor"right away."

He was really an "ancestor", and was an "ancestor" whom no one was afraid of offending. Olive secretly slandered in her heart.

Ted followed her instructions and then asked tentatively, "Did Olive, you know Mr. Hoyle before?"

"As a man, do you also like to gossip like that?" Olive was somewhat unhappy.

"Don't misunderstand. I just think that a man who intends to trouble a woman will not dislike this woman. Because he will turn a blind eye, if he dislikes a woman, especially for a man like Mr. Hoyle. If he really dislikes you, it will be impossible for him to stay in the place where you work. So, Olive, Mr. Hoyle, he likes you, right?" Ted's single eyelids grinned into a tiny crack, blooming with ambiguous light.

"Since you are so free that you can talk about gossips here, you must be able to to do it well."Olive grabbed a folder and threw it to Ted.

Ted received the folder with two hands. When he opened the folder, he was immediately shocked that the content was about the last elimination system of employee performance. Wasn't it a offensive task?

"Olive, please spare me."

"I have looked at the previous implementation of the last elimination system. Although to a certain extent, it can enhance the staff's sense of crisis and competition and develop the potential of employees as much as possible, at the same time, it, to a certain extent, damages the staff's enthusiasm and sense of belonging to the hotel because it emphasizes the results and ignores the process. So in my opinion, it will be better to implement the system of competing for the first place than to implement the last elimination system. This plan will be in charge of you and you need to hand it over to me tomorrow.

"Tomorrow?"

"Any questions?" Olive retorted lightly, "You can use the time you spending on gossiping to make a employee survey and see what constructive comments they have on the hotel management."

"No... No problem."

"If you have no questions, go out and finish your work."