Chapter 347: Chapter 348: Sixth Master Bullies a Little Girl
Adrian Desmond had been to Eastminster Group many times to pick up Sienna Johnson, but this was his first time actually walking inside the company.
Eastminster Group’s headquarters occupied the 21st floor of Eastminster Tower, with Sienna Johnson’s office on the top floor.
Feeling unhappy about being stood up, Adrian wore a gloomy expression and an unapproachable demeanor. But his handsome and cool appearance still captivated the young ladies in the company.
"He’s so handsome! When did we get such a good-looking colleague in our company? ...Hey, hey, do you know which department he’s from? I want to pursue him."
"He’s wearing a wedding ring on his finger. Do you want to be a mistress?"
"He’s really married?"
"Eh, why does his wedding ring look like President Johnson’s?"
Adrian, who had been stood up, initially didn’t want to pay attention to the girls’ chattering. After hearing their conversation, however, he felt the need to let everyone know his identity.
"You... you, the one in the pink outfit, come here..." Adrian stopped and waved at the shy young girl who was looking intently at him.
The girl pointed at herself, surprised to be called out, "Me?"
"Yes, you. Come here quickly!"
The young woman was ecstatic.
"Hey, hey, Lucy! You’ve hit the romance jackpot! Go on!" someone behind her urged, giving Lucy a gentle push. Lucy found herself standing before Adrian Desmond, the very picture of bashful coyness.
"Y-you, hello..." she stammered.
"What’s your name?" Adrian asked.
Lucy was thrilled, her young heart pounding in her chest. She placed a hand over her heart, hardly daring to believe her ears.
"Hello, my name is... Lucy... Harrington, Lucy Harrington... What’s your name? Can I have your phone number?" Lucy asked shyly.
"Lucy Harrington?"
"Yes, Lucy Harrington!"
"Which department are you from?"
"I’m from the Human Resources Department."
"I’ll remember you."
Lucy covered her mouth and giggled, unable to hide her excitement and happiness. But Adrian turned away and continued walking, leaving Lucy dumbfounded. After a moment, she shouted after him, "Wait... handsome guy, you haven’t told me your name yet!"
"Adrian Desmond!"
"What’s your phone number?"
Adrian suddenly smiled at Lucy. She felt a warm breeze wash over her, as if a choir was singing "Hallelujah, Hallelujah... Ha-ha... Hallelujah..." in her ear. She stared dreamily at the man who was more handsome than any movie star, feeling that her spring had arrived...
"I’m sorry, my wife doesn’t allow me to casually give out my phone number to others."
"You’re...married?" The music in her ears vanished, and Lucy felt her heart shatter with a CRACK.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, my wife is Sienna Johnson, your President Johnson! You’ve seen her, right?" Adrian smiled at her.
Lucy looked dumbfounded.
"Pre, Pre, President Johnson..."
"Not Pre-Pre-President Johnson. It’s President Johnson, Sienna Johnson! My wife!" Adrian corrected her.
Lucy was speechless.
"Lucy Harrington, right? From the Human Resources Department. I’ll remember you. I’ll tell my wife that you just tried to seduce me!"
Lucy was aghast.
Not only Lucy but everyone else was also dumbfounded.
"Se, seduce...?" Did I?
"Hmm, just now, the way you looked at me, it seemed like you wanted to strip me naked. My wife is a tigress, and if she finds out you tried to seduce me, you—are—doomed!" Adrian smiled wickedly at the young girl.
Walter Klein stood to the side, speechless. Adrian had such a temper; whenever he felt unhappy, he made sure that everyone around him was also miserable.
"I... I didn’t... seduce!" Lucy almost cried.
"You asking for my phone number just now is evidence. Everyone here can testify for me!"
Lucy was at a loss for words.
They all knew that President Johnson was married. There had been an incident at the wedding, though; his ex-wife had shown up with their child... Was this handsome man the one involved?
Adrian left, and everyone was still petrified.
"So, that handsome guy just now is President Johnson’s husband?"
"That’s what he said."
"He’s so handsome and cool; it’s no wonder he’s not single. Having an ex-wife is pretty normal, right?" Suddenly, someone interjected. Everyone turned to look at her. She smiled nervously and waved her hands, "Hehe, haha, I’m just joking, joking... Don’t take it seriously."
Someone fearless added, "He’s so handsome and cool. Even if he’s President Johnson’s man, I still want to try and steal him."
"With your looks? I bet even if you stripped naked, he wouldn’t be interested."
President Johnson was a stunning woman, an unparalleled beauty. How could a man who appreciated President Johnson possibly be interested in these lesser flowers?
WAH! Finally snapping out of it, Lucy burst into tears, covered her mouth, and ran away.
Lucy’s colleague saw her and remarked, "Truly, as they say, lust is a blade hanging over your head!"
「...」
The first time he walked into the president’s office, Adrian’s first impression was its elegance and scholarly atmosphere. The office was not small, featuring a work area and a small reception space. The decor and furnishings exuded a thoughtful, human touch and an artistic sensibility.
"Vivian, bring two cups of coffee in!" Sienna Johnson pressed the shortcut key on her desk phone and spoke to the person on the other end.
"Just a moment, President Johnson."
The sound of a pleasant woman’s voice caught Adrian’s attention, shifting his gaze from admiring the president’s office design to Sienna Johnson, who was sitting in the president’s chair.
Standing about a meter away from the president’s desk, Adrian saw Sienna in her work mode for the first time. Sienna in her work mode was slightly different from her usual self, and he observed her intently from this close distance.
"How did you get here so quickly? I thought you would arrive later," Sienna said as she stood up, and Adrian took in her outfit.
She wore a classic combination of black, white, and gray: a long, tailored suit jacket over a loose white shirt that fell casually off one shoulder. Her ensemble was completed by gray three-quarter length, wide-leg trousers of a thick fabric, accented at the waist, and black high heels. The suit cuffs were rolled up, revealing a simple, large-faced DW wristwatch on her pale wrist. A wedding ring, identical to his, adorned her ring finger.
Seeing the wedding ring on her finger, Adrian finally felt some of the anger in his heart dissipate.
"Sienna Johnson, you’ve got guts!"
KNOCK, KNOCK...
"President Johnson, here’s the coffee you asked for!" Vivian Abbey brought in two cups of coffee and placed them on the white sofa in the lounge area.
"Vivian, help me cancel all my afternoon engagements!"
"Yes!"
Vivian glanced up at Adrian’s gloomy face, then lowered her head and walked out. Sienna started to follow Vivian, but Adrian grabbed her hand. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"To lock the door!"
Adrian was taken aback.
Sienna went to the door and locked it. As the lock clicked shut, Adrian’s heart skipped a beat, as if a small stone had just been tossed into the still center of a lake.
Sienna was that little stone.
Reviews
All reviews (0)