Can't stop loving you

Chapter 39 Deceiving

"I want coffee. Look what you have poured for me!" He knocked on the table.

Following his sight, she found that the cup was empty.

"No way! I didn't fall down!" She covered her mouth in disbelief.

She was trembling with fear when she noticed Maynard. He was emanating a freezing aura.

"And this document must be handled by you." With a crack, Maynard threw a file in front of her. With a

gloomy face, he said slowly, "I put all the documents in the wrong order!"

Viola turned a few pages, her face pale. She felt so ashamed.

"Mr. Chu, I'm going to put them on order."

"Well, you should go out to reflect on yourself,"

Before she could finish her sentence, Maynard chipped in.

She gulped the rest of the words.

As soon as she left the house, her exclusive phone rang.

Before long, Viola came to the chief editor's office of the starry magazine.

"How are you doing, Viola?" Stephanie smiled when she closed the door.

Every time Viola saw the chief editor's smile, she had a bad feeling. This time was no exception.

She chuckled and tightened the back of her bag, "Thanks, I am fine."

"Okay, I've arranged a task for you. I think it will work." Putting her hand on her glasses, there was a

sparkle in her eyes.

Viola was too surprised, because she thought it was too sudden. She raised her voice and said,

"What!"

"Do you know Yesenia?"

Upon hearing the household name, Viola nodded her head and replied, "Yes."

Yesenia, twenty-six years old, an A-lister female star, was the second generation of the famous family

in Y country. Her parents were all senior military officers, so she was educated to be elegant and

dignified when she was young, known as the "beauty of Y country".

'Maybe

A terrible conjecture crossed her mind.

"She is the woman you want to interview. You know, she is the dream lover of all men. If you get to

know her, our magazine will surely get a good sales." Stephanie made a rational analysis. When she

said the words "dream girl", her eyes flashed with jealousy.

With no time to think of that, Viola tried her best to put aside the trouble and said, "Sorry, chief editor, I

don't have time. As you said, I have to keep an eye on Mr. Chu all the time. I can't leave."

"Do you mean that you don't want to take it?" Suddenly, Stephanie's eyes sharpened.

Viola seemed to have sensed the murderous will, so she shook her head against her conscience. "No, I

don't think so. I'm really busy."

"Viola, don't think that you can ignore people just because you have the support of Mr. Chu. Otherwise,

I won't keep you here!" Stephanie pounded the table, her face red with anger.

Realizing that there was no way she could escape, she said disappointedly, "All right, I'll take it."

"That's more like it." Hearing that, Stephanie's face softened a little. She opened a drawer, took out a

royal blue pen and handed it to her, saying, "By the way, let's go back to the Chu's group and ask Mr.

Chu what he thought of Yesenia. We shall also record it by the way."

Viola's pupils shrank and she didn't dare to take it. She looked down at her toes and found that

Stephanie was quite bold. They hadn't seen each other for only a few days and now she was forcing

her to make trouble.

After she returned to the company, Viola ran to Maynard, which was very unusual. She took out a bottle

and gave it to him. "Mr. Chu, you have read so many documents. Your eyes must be tired. Come here.

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She smiled happily.

Maynard looked at her up and down, while loosening the tie around his neck. "Tell me. What do you

want me to do?"

Hearing what he said, Viola dodged her eyes and shyly pointed to her fingers. "Just out of curiosity.

What's your opinion on Yesenia?"

Maynard's eyes flashed. He pushed aside the chair and sat down on it.

Viola was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Did he discover anything?

"Come here." Maynard didn't contradict her but clapped the place beside him.

A smile crept up to Viola's face. She walked over and sat beside him. "President Chu, tell me what you

think of Yesenia now. Also, do you like this type of her? I promise I'll keep my mouth shut for you. "

She said peacefully, but her hands secretly reached into her jeans pockets and trembled slightly.

At that moment, her head suddenly turned black and she was caught off guard and pressed down on

the sofa. She thought she would have another bad luck.

"You keep your mouth shut?" Maynard had a light memory of what she had said. His slender right hand

encircled the back of her neck with his skinny finger and exerted force slightly.

Not prepared, she fell at him all of a sudden. When her forehead hit his hard chest, she rejected him at

once. "Mr. Chu, I told you would pour out your feelings, but didn't frame me."

Viola wanted to scratch him, but Maynard grabbed her hand quickly and tied it with a silver tie.

"Shit! Fuck!" After struggling with her hands for a few times, she failed to break free from Maynard's

control and lifted her leg to kick him. To her surprise, he took the lead and pinned her down.

"You are so naughty, Viola." With an expressionless face, Maynard approached her. As their eyes met,

the warm aura surrounding them.

All of a sudden, a light bulb went off in her mind. She said in a daze: "What do you mean?"

As soon as she said this, she got a cold and evil smile, and then she felt numb and itchy in her thighs.

She looked down and saw that her hand was moving up along her thigh slowly. Then he put his hand

into her pocket and took out a royal blue recorder pen.

Realizing that her plan had been exposed, she felt sad.

"Now you understand." When Maynard left her body, he played with the recorder pen somewhat.

After swallowing a little, she tried hard to make a smile. "Mr. Chu, I don't know what you're talking

about. It's just an ordinary pen."

"Pen or voice recorder?" Maynard raised her chin with the recorder pen in his hand.

The ice cold made her feel a little uncomfortable. She tried hard to turn her head away.

As she moved her hands that were bound together with the flame, she rolled her eyes and said with a

charming smile, "Mr. Chu, you like binding me up."

"You seem to know a lot about binding." As his sight fell on her wrist that had been left a trail of marks

on it, Maynard nodded slightly and said, "In the future, if possible, please teach me."

A goose bumps came over her whole body. Afraid to death, she had to force a smile and said, "Mr.

Chu, are you kidding me? Ha ha."

"Well, get down to business. What's wrong with this recorder pen?" Maynard picked her chin up again

with the recorder pen, without the slightest intention of playing tricks on her.