Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 42 Muddleheaded And Dizzy Day (4)

The other day, Laura, who was restless, drove herself to Sruthan Building early in the morning. She had to ask Richie clearly no matter what.

Mrs. Ye would not lie to her. After all, she was the one who had been leading the two of them. Unexpectedly, Consuela interrupted in the halfway.

Laura clenched her teeth in anger. She couldn't understand why there was a woman in this world who was especially attractive to him. That woman was not even worth the attention of a male prostitute.

She arrived at the company before the man. Ignoring everyone's dissuasion, she went upstairs directly and looked coldly at the reception desk who called to inform him.

She wanted to see how heartless the man was.

Not long after she sat down on the leather sofa, the door was opened. She opened her bleary eyes and looked towards the door.

With an unpredictable smile, she slammed her hand on the sofa cushion and mocked, "Mr. Richie is really a good player."

He played her like an innocent child, and in the end, he didn't have to bear any charges. She could only blame herself for being stupid.

She leaned her body a little. The clothes she was wearing were loose, thus showing half of her fair and round shoulder, and her delicate clavicle bones.

The shirt was in revealing clothes. The outline of the black skirt revealed the good shape, the long snow-white legs, the pinkish white arms, and the proud chest.

She was a rare beauty, a pet only loved by the rich, but she herself was a member of the wealthy.

It was winter now, but the weather in the south near the sea was not too cold. The room was air- conditioned, so it was a little bit chilly to wear like this.

Laura rubbed her long curly hair with her fingers on purpose. The smile at the corner of her mouth was really unpleasant.

Although he used her, she was the one who was willing to be used. Did she come to blame him?

Since she left the Ye's house yesterday, Richie's mother had exposed her. At that time, Richie had guessed that she would come to make trouble.

Such a female peacock, always conceited and arrogant. She would never let others know that she had made a fool of herself.

"I didn't ask you to do anything for me, and I have given your father your reward."

Richie didn't want to lose face for the moment, so he walked towards the chair behind the desk.

Step by step, he walked steadily and orderly, as if stepping on the heart of someone.

Laura was irritated by the man's indifferent attitude. She stood up and questioned, "Are you going to marry the heroine of the nude pictures regardless of my feelings?"

She didn't believe that he would marry Consuela. Her well made up face was distorted with excitement.

Laura thought about it for a whole night and believed it was impossible, but Wendy really had no reason to cheat her.

"Ha-ha, Miss Laura, you are so funny. Do I need to consider your feelings when marrying? Do you have to make a decision for me whether I can have a baby or not? " He looked up at the woman with sparkling eyes.

Two pairs of eyes fought in the air, and neither of them stepped back.

Laura always looked serious if she couldn't keep calm. She turned her head and sat back on the sofa. She dared not to face that man's frightening eyes.

Laura smiled and said, "I can make more profits for you. Our two families are still old friends. If I cause any trouble..."

She looked down at her newly made diamond manicure, the water in her eyes was smooth. Only what she said like a single throw, provoked a cold laugh of the man.

"Are you threatening me?" Richie suddenly laughed. His slanted eyes had no charm, only cold and resolute.

He hated being threatened and scheming most in his life. At that time, Consuela was an example, and now, Laura was the same.

Richie' voice was low and impatient. Laura, who was pretending to be a beauty, was stunned and smiled.

"Your attitude has told me what I should do." She looked up into his eyes. The tears were completely covered up, only craziness remained. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She had never been a saint angel. She would get whatever she wanted, unless it was against her pride and self-esteem.

His voice was so cold that no one could feel his emotions. "I'm afraid you'll cry and beg for mercy in the end."

"Until the last minute, who knows who will lose." Laura didn't say anything, for her parents had always regarded her as a goods.

If they ever found out that she broke up with the man they wanted to make up to, they would never spare her.

However, it was not fair to her.

Suddenly, Richie's face darkened. He rubbed his forehead and said impatiently, "Get out."

He didn't want to talk about it any more. Even a glimpse of this woman disgusted him.

Laura couldn't wait any longer. She sneered and squinted at him. Driven by anger, she lost her mind and opened her mouth to touch the man's forbidden area.

"Mr. Richie is the most affectionate man among the people I know. But I don't know whether his heart was for that bitch, Consuela, or the one three years ago."

As soon as she finished speaking, an expensive pen passed over her face and directly threw into the bubbles wall behind her.

There was a slight pain on her face. She raised her hand to touch it and felt a little fresh blood stain. When she looked up, her eyes were full of anger and disbelief.

"Get out! Don't let me say it again." The man raised his clean and white fingers and said in a threatening and somewhat angry tone.

At this moment, Laura was finally certain that the information she had obtained was true. With her heart beating fast, she left in spite of her discomfiture.

She smiled with disdain. 'Well, that's his bottom line, ' she thought. After all, Consuela was just a poor woman.

With a smile, she pulled the small wound on her face. The pain was mixed. She couldn't help cursing that selfish and despicable man in her heart.

Then she left with the curious eyes of other people. Her anger, like the wildest fire, didn't disappear at all.

She shouldn't have offended this man. Now she was humiliated by him. She might not be able to take a step further.

Thinking of her relatives in her family, she got a headache.

And the man in the office was still angry. His face gradually grew darker and darker, and gloom gathered in the empty closed space.

Laura touched his bottom line. The acquaintance who knew the incident happened three years ago had never mentioned it in front of him.

But she looked into it and even told it in front of him. She didn't think he would dare to do anything to her.