Devil CEO's Contract Lover

Chapter 44 Mr.Carver

Hands hanging at his side, clenching his fists tightly, wondering why he would act this way in his

dreams, my hands brushing up against his quiet face, feeling his body heat bit by bit, this man, it

always feels like he has a lot of deep secrets buried in his heart ......

No matter how you look at it, front or side, he always makes people feel moved, which is his innate

characteristic.

I lay quietly by his side, nostrils smelling the male smell coming from his body, my heart still can't be

calm.

Damon is really a charming man, over time, more and more easily impressed by him.

The women out there are more or less justified in their nymphomania, I thought, and closed my eyes, I

should not think so much.

Damon woke up an hour and a half later, he went back to work in his office and sent a text message to

Dr. Pitt to meet in the afternoon.

Dr. Pete has a lot of experience with heart patients who are pregnant, and hopefully after he shows me,

he will find a good treatment.

I also woke up shortly thereafter and the first thing I did when I woke up was fold the cup and watch

what Damon was doing.

My favorite thing about Damon was the way he worked, the way he forgot himself and felt that this

person was easy to rely on.

Nowadays, young people like him are not willing to work so hard, and some rich kids are discrediting

the society.

Damon broke my prejudice, being rich is not wrong, everyone has their own choice, those who do bad

things are certainly hateful, however the country's hatred of the rich is really deep-rooted.

"You're awake?" Damon said, I hmmed, saw that the glass of water in front of Damon was empty and

got up to give him some more.

No wonder he's always at a loss for words when it comes to relationships, I'm afraid he's got all his

mind on work.

After refilling his water, I opened the door to get some air and stood under the window with the wind

blowing comfortably.

"I, it's very windy over here. You're here to be Mr. temporary secretary again today?"

A somewhat familiar voice made me look back, it was Mr.Carver, what was he doing here today?

Tall, handsome man, wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt with a silver-gray collar, and casual pants of

the same color underneath, with a particularly dignified air, as if the dignity of royalty. This kind of

person, no matter what he wears, with his own aura, makes people feel high and dignified.

My cheeks reddened slightly, "He forgot his stuff, I just did a small favor, how come Mr. Carver has time

to come here?"

"I came to see if I can't? It seems he really has you in mind, but I don't understand why he leaves his

beauty out in the cold?"

Mr. Carver also followed me, resting his hands on the windowsill and looking out side by side with me.

It was a bit dizzying looking down over forty floors, and the ground was much reduced in size.

"He's working, I don't want to disturb him, why, you don't accompany the beauty and come over to talk

to me?" I laughed.

"Beauty?" Mr.Carver asked.

"The ring in your hand, huh?" I said, "Not someone who is deeply in love, as gentle and affectionate as

Mr. Carver would always wear it on his hand? And there is no news from outside that Mr.Carver is

married."

Mr.Carver smiled, "I can't imagine you are quite clever, yes, I am married but divorced again."

As if seeing a hint of melancholy in him, I said, "Divorced and still can't take off the diamond ring, more

see Mr. Carver's heart."

"What's the use of heart, I can't seem to find me anymore."

"Is that the purpose of your visit?" I asked.

Mr. Carver's business is certainly very powerful, but to find someone, it is better to find Rubinstein

Group, they are black and white, and have connections to some black and white.

"How else do you think I knuckled down on business last time and gave Damon a $30 million slice of

the pie?" Mr.Carver said.

This man is really quite something, for the beloved, to do so, is also considered deep love.

"I don't know." I said.

"You don't know? He did not tell you?" Mr. Carver showed an expression of surprise.

What's so surprising, there's nothing at all between them.

"Didn't say, besides I don't know anything about his work." I said.

"Seeing how hostile he was to me last time, I thought there was ...... something between you two"

Mr.Carver looked at me with a somewhat forlorn look and didn't say much more.

"Mr. Carver also have to look at people can not see the time well." I said.

"Don't call me Mr. Carver, that's what others call me, I have a name, Drew Carver."

"Well, I'll call you by your name from now on, Drew Carver, that's not a bad name." I said.

"What are you guys talking about, you look so happy, Mr. Carver, you came to see me?" It was Damon.

He appeared behind them at some point, and he even looked at me with a complicated look.

Being looked at by him with such a gaze, I always felt as if I had done something wrong, but think

about it not at all, right?

"I just talk to me, Mr. Rubinstein golden house, will not even be allowed to talk, right?" Drew laughed.

"Of course not, I'm just curious, you came with the purpose of looking for me, how now instead of

talking to me." Damon's mouth was smiling, but the discerning eye could tell that he wasn't really

smiling.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Drew said, only he can say this sentence can be

natural, without a little flattery.

I also want to follow along inside, Damon said, "You like the wind, stay outside."

Hey! What's wrong with me? What did I do wrong? Not pointing it out and talking to me like that.

"You seem too much cold to me, careful little beauty will fall away oh." Drew sat down and said.

"No, what are you upset about? It's not the one in your house, why? After two years of searching, you

still haven't found me?" Damon asked.

"No." Drew showed his helplessness, "If I hadn't asked for your help, I really wouldn't want to show my

helplessness in front of my biggest business rival. After two years of searching and using every

connection, I just can't find a single piece of information about me."

"How is that possible? Did I grow wings and fly to outer space?" Damon said, this man has no

sympathy!

"If I knew, I wouldn't be begging you in a low voice right now." Drew's powerful aura is really not to be

underestimated. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Then, for the sake of the last time you volunteered to do business with me to lose money, I will help

you to find. You don't seem to be good at finding people, how do you admit it? You still have to beg me

in the end?" Damon's words reveal his smugness.

He had always had a delicate relationship with Drew, a business rivalry and a personal charm that was

indistinguishable between the two.

How could Damon not be smug when one of them bowed down, as he did today?

"Then I thank you. Why, you don't even ask me who I am or what I look like?" Drew asked.

"No, I know who I am, isn't that the little employee who blundered at your company's tailgate last time?

You're the only one who can tolerate such a big mistake, if I were, I would have been told to go home."

Damon grunted out of his nostrils.

"Okay, I'm begging you, don't keep saying I'm not, people have been missing for two years, I'm very

anxious now, to be honest, I've been so overwhelmed lately, I'm losing sleep at night."

Drew did this for a woman, let Damon some surprised and expected.

"Okay, I won't talk about it, well, I promise you to find it, you can also go, right? Both times you've

challenged my patience in the midst of compromise."

"You mean about me talking to me? Who makes me look unsuspecting? Who wouldn't want to come up

and talk to me when they see me like that? I think it's better for you to bring me out less often, maybe a

lot of people are coveting me."

Damon was angered by his direct stab at the heart, but thought of Drew just now also begged him,

forget it, not with him.

"I don't need you to tell me what to do, if you were really capable you wouldn't have lost all the women."

Damon said.

Finally Drew also under his cynicism angry open the door and go, but he is not a save.

"I, this is my card, if you have anything in the future, you can call me, I will try to help you."

Drew said, his eyes still picking at Damon if anything.

"Oh, thanks, then I can trouble you if I have anything to do in the future." I said with a smirk.

"Me, come in! That's my business rival, are you trying to tell him trade secrets?" Damon said in

exasperation.

I still didn't forget to wave to Drew before returning to the office.

"What trade secrets, all day long it's confidential confidential confidential, I don't know any confidential."

I said, hugging my body.

"Confidential is confidential, I don't have to explain it to you." Damon said fiercely, "Are you cold?"

"Well, of course I'm cold, I don't know how long you've been locked out, can I not be cold?" I

complained.

"Then why don't you come over here! No one will pity you if you freeze to death." Damon said.

I thought he would take his jacket off and put it on me, but he just dragged me over and held me in his

arms.

The coat wrapped around me as tightly as possible, while saying in an impish tone, "Don't move

around and interrupt my work."

I blushed, his arms were indeed warm, and I was surprised how he could work in such a situation,

Superman?

"Aren't you afraid I'll see your trade secrets?" I asked.

"You shouldn't be that smart in the head, if you were that smart, you wouldn't piss me off every time."

Damon said.

"What, I don't even know why you're angry, I'm not a living god, how would I know what you're

thinking?"

My words got me punished as Damon freed his typing hand and pinched my pink cheek.

Forget it, this bad guy's mind is not something I can easily figure out, I nestled in his arms and found a

comfortable position to sleep.

After a while, Damon pinched my nose and I moved around plus grunted, but I woke up under his

continuous effect.