Uncontrollable Fondness

Brown’s Group, President's Office.

The assistant looked at the tall figure by the window and reminded carefully, “Boss, Mrs. Brown has already arranged everything, you…”

The man by the window turned around slowly.

His beautiful flawless face looked cold.

He glanced up and his ice-cold eyes scanned the assistant.

The assistant shivered and lowered her head, not daring to face the president.

large space, there

when the assistant was about to pass out

icy voice seemed to pop out of his

Mrs. Brown, I will do what

“Okay.”

assistant answered respectfully, and her forehead was covered in

He hurried out.

entered the lounge with the

was so dark that the only thing