Chapter 102
Chapter 102
"Do you think I dare not? I have attempted to kill your fiancée. Do you think it's appropriate if she see you holding me?" She disdainfully glanced at the man who was holding her, and gave up the struggle.
"Woman! It will do you no good to piss me off!" He warned her furiously, squeezing her chin.
"Well," she slapped off his big hand, broke free from his arms and said with a smile, "Boss Lewis, please behave yourself at the company from now on!"
Behave myself? "Are you sure you are not going tonight?"
"Yes!" She answered bluntly and looked straight into his eyes with a smile.
Very good! The man looked at her and said, "Miss Newman disobeys her boss and will work overtime with all the staff tonight. And the following one week!" His cold and expressionless face grew even colder after saying these words.
"What the fuck! Working overtime for a week with everyone in the company?" Lola cursed in the bottom of her heart. That would make her the public enemy! Forget it, a little woman knows when to yield and when not! "No, I'll go!"
Good! Wasn't it just a party? He would not eat her anyway.
"That's it. Miss Newman, you can go back to work now. Please come to my office at 6 pm on time!" Satisfied, he kissed her on her lips while she was off guard, and went back to his computer as if nothing had happened.
"Damn you! Coming on to me!" Lola thought, "I should have taken a photo and sent it to your fiancée!"
She straightened her clothes and stomped angrily out of the CEO office in high heels.
The secretaries were puzzled to look at Lola, who seemed abnormal every time she came out from the CEO office...
Lola was filled with fury when she returned to her office. This man had tried every means to come on to her since he appeared again. Didn't she have other advantages to attract him?
At 5:55 pm, she walked out of her office after telling her mom what's going on by phone. At 5.59 pm, she showed up at the CEO office.
Harry had been waiting for her. When he saw her coming in, he sorted the documents and went outside.
Lola grimaced behind and followed him.
Joey had been waiting in the car at the company's parking lot. Harry and Lola got in and sat in the rear seat.
"I'll take you to the hairdresser's first." He said briefly, and then lazily leaned back, eyes closing.
Ignoring him, Lola took out her cell phone and played with it. At this time, the phone suddenly rang. It was Joseph.
"Lola, Nicole had been crying for you." Joseph looked helplessly at the pouting Nicole, who was not easy to comfort. He had no choice but to call Lola.
"Er, give her the phone." She moved towards the window, which alerted the man. Who was on the phone?
"Mommy, where are you?" Hearing the tender voice of Nicole over the phone, Lola felt her heart was racing.
"I have to attend a cocktail party tonight, so, I will go back later!" She responded with maternal gentleness. Even Joey shot a glance at the woman from the rear mirror.
"Mommy, my teacher asked us to bring papa and mama to school to do handwork together the day after tomorrow!" She looked forward to it, but she had never seen her daddy and dared not to ask mommy about him.
"I see..." Nicole just went to the kindergarten. It was the first time Lola had encountered such an awkward situation. Where could she find a father for Nicole? Although the biological father of Nicole was right next to her, she didn't have the courage to ask him to go with her. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
"It's okay. Your uncle will go with you." There was no other way!
"Well, mommy, can I ask you a question?"
"Okay!"
"Mommy, where is my daddy?" Nicole plucked up the courage to ask.
"... Nicole, I will tell you when I'm home, okay? I'm a bit busy right now, huh?" The soft voice of Lola was heard by Harry, who opened his eyes and stared closely at Lola. Who was that child? Whose child was that?
Disappointed, Nicole hung up the phone, tossed it to her uncle, and turned away.
"Nicole, wait for me!" Joseph quickly caught up to take care of the girl. He probably knew something about Nicole's father but he thought it was better to let his sister tell Nicole!
"Whose child was that?" Harry asked sharply. Lola shivered.
"Well... My goddaughter!" Lola put her phone in her handbag and looked out of the window to avoid his gaze.
"Goddaughter?" Harry asked in disbelief, "She lives with you?"
"Yeah! Her mother is on a business trip and she stays in my place for a few days." It sounded convincible.
Harry asked no more. Lola was secretly relieved.
She had only one question in her head: How to explain to Nicole about her daddy? Abroad? Dead? Or missing?
She would not say her father was dead, as it would break Nicole's heart. She would tell her that her father had gone abroad. Maybe she could find a man who would be nice to Nicole somewhere else,
and Nicole could take him to be her biological father...
At the request of Harry, the hairdresser designed a simple and generous hairstyle for Lola, who also put on a pink unrevealing dress. She looked white and delicate in pink.
Lola looked at herself in the mirror. She would turn twenty-seven soon. Was it really appropriate to wear such color?
When Lola appeared at the cocktail party, she amazed everyone. The sensation she caused even outshined Yolanda and Harry.
Several high officials of Ascea were invited, while others were company executives. Theron was surprised to see Lola appeared together with Harry.
It seemed that they really knew each other before. But as the deputy CEO, he couldn't gossip about them!
Theron greeted them, arm in arm with his date. Lola looked at Theron in embarrassment, while Theron winked at her to make her relieved...
Halfway through the party, the greetings were not over yet and Lola still stayed with the man. Her face went stiff as she had to put on smile all the time. She had been thinking about how to escape from them.
Suddenly, Lola caught sight of a familiar figure. She took a closer look and found that it was Zoe Dawson!
When Harry was exchanging greetings with other company's CEOs, Lola whispered in his ear, "Excuse me for a second." Harry glanced at her and released her arms.
Zoe, dressed in a formal suit, holding a red wine glass, was sitting in a corner.