In the president’s office of the Far Eastern Group…
When Marshall came in, he saw Manfred leaning lazily in the executive chair. A small coffee-coloured poodle was whimpering and lying on his lap.
Manfred’s hand was gently caressing the poodle’s fur.
On his opposite side, a man like a drowned mouse was kneeling in front of Manfred and slapping himself hard. Marshall could recognize that the man was the boss of a big enterprise with a little reputation, called Abbott.
When the Jones Group was about to close down back then, he had gone to beg Abbott. At that time, Abbott was so arrogant and mighty that he did not bother Marshall at all.
But unexpectedly, in front of Manfred, he turned out to be so inferior.
“Mr. Gordon, it’s my fault for failing to recognize one’s eminence that I don’t recognize this is your puppy. You’re a great man who rarely stoops to pettiness or harbours grievance for past wrongs. Forgive me this time!”
But Manfred completely did not bother him. He just kept letting Abbott slap himself continuously.
Marshall’s heart throbbed. Seeing this scene, how would he still do not understand what had happened?
Yesterday, he had hit Selina.
It was just a little dog but Manfred also made it such a big deal. How would Manfred deal with him then?
While thinking of this, Manfred had already turned around. He was obviously a good-looking man but when he looked at one, one would feel that he or she had no way to hide a certain thing from him.
Even if Marshall had been in the business world for so many years, he was still quite disquieted.
“Mr…Mr. Gordon.”
“Don’t be like that,” Manfred said indifferently but his tone was exceptionally full of arrogance.
He pointed to the sofa in the middle of the room and said, “Have a seat first. We’ll talk until I’m done with this matter.”
Finished speaking, he stroked the puppy’s head again before speaking casually.
“You kicked it using which foot?”
Abbott, who was kneeling, was stunned. His face turned pale, “Mr. Gordon…”
“Which foot?” Manfred repeated.
“The left…left one…”
“Do it yourself!” Manfred said coldly.
“Mr. Gordon…” Abbott crawled forward and it seemed like he almost rolled forward, “I’ve really known my mistake. I’ll never dare to do it again.”
Osborn, who was on the side, frowned, “Mr. Gordon will never say the same thing twice so you better do it yourself. Otherwise, I’m going to call the bodyguards!”
If Manfred’s bodyguards appeared and really did something to him, perhaps it would not just be a matter of breaking a leg.
Abbott shook his head in a panic. He looked at his own foot, hesitated for a while, and still picked a stick next to him and hit his foot hard.
“Ah!!!”
With a miserable scream from Abbott, Marshall’s entire body reflexively stood up.
Osborn hurriedly called people to pull Abbott out.
Marshall could not help but turn back to look at the direction Abbott left. His entire body began to quiver.
Manfred put down that puppy, slowly got up and walked over.
“I think you already know why do I ask you to come over?”
Marshall’s heart thumped fiercely against his chest, “You…you want my daughter to divorce Horace? But regarding this matter, the members of the Keith family aren’t willing to accept it so it’s impossible for me to control this.”
“No!” Manfred directly interrupted him.
His voice was low and deep with coldness. A chill went down Marshall’s spine and he felt that he would not be able to escape this time.
“Then what…”
“Yesterday afternoon, Selina went to the Jones family and she didn’t come back although it was already very late. When I found her, her arm was bleeding severely so I want to ask you if you know what has happened?”
Manfred’s expression was still indifferent but when he said about the matter of bleeding, his tone became slightly deeper, making Marshall inexplicably recalled the image of the man who had just broken his own leg.
As expected, the reason Manfred found him was because of this matter.
His legs went weak and he said, “I…this matter…”
He stammered and could not utter a complete sentence even after a long time. Seeing that Marshall was so scared, Manfred felt it was already enough so he sneered.
“Since you’re Selina’s father, I won’t do anything to you this time. But I want you to know that from now on, Selina is my woman. No one is allowed to harm her!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Marshall nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that it was almost time, Osborn came in and asked Marshall to go out.
A few moments later, Osborn came in again and said, “It seems like Mr. Jones is scared out of his wits as when he goes out, he directly slumps onto the floor.”
Manfred replied with an ‘um’, showing that he got it.
Osborn added, “Originally, Abbott has used fake goods, thinking to trap us and the evidence that he has tax evasion is controlled by us. If we turn him in, he will be in big trouble. Why do you just break one of his legs?”
Manfred smiled faintly, “It’s because he has helped me to scare Marshall so this is also considered a merit!”
Hearing this, Osborn raised his eyebrows, “You are so kind to Ms. Jones.”
Regarding this, Manfred did not express an opinion.
“Then this puppy, should I send it back to the pet store now?”
Manfred glanced at it, “No need, I’ll bring it back.”
Osborn was shocked and he could not believe it. A person like Manfred would surprisingly have the idea of raising a dog. In the past, he did not even want to touch a pet at all.
Seeing that he did not move, Manfred spoke coldly, “Is there any more matter?”
“No, no more.” Osborn fled hurriedly.
…
In Bishuiwan Community, Selina slept until noon as she was completely exhausted yesterday.
When she woke up, she went downstairs with messy hair in her pyjamas to drink water.
When she reached the stairway, she saw a coffee-coloured puppy hopping and running in from outside.
She was in high spirits and she squatted down and held both legs of the puppy, “Whose puppy are you? Are you missing your way?”
The puppy whimpered twice and its two little eyes were sparkling brightly.
Selina then carried it in her arms, “I’ll take you home.”
Finished speaking, she got up and walked out. She bumped into Manfred who had just walked in. Selina froze and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her messy hair, “Mr. Gordon, why are you back?”
What he usually saw was her proper look. So, it was rare that she looked so sloppy today and this inexplicably let him feel a sense of intimacy.
Manfred could not help but reach out and rub her hair, saying, “I’ve found it on the road so I bring it back. I’ll now give it to you.”
Selina was stunned. It seemed like Manfred today was quite different from what he used to be? Startled, she said, “For me?”
“Yes. Give it a name!”
Selina thought about it, “When I see it, I feel good. So I’ll name it Cola!”
Cola? A childish name, thought Manfred. However, seeing how happy Selina was with Cola, he was inexplicably in a good mood again.
“Good!”
Selina carried Cola to the kitchen, “I’m going to find some food for it.”
After walking halfway, she turned back to ask Manfred, “What do you eat for lunch?”
Manfred said, “…You apparently become bolder?” This was because she compared him with the puppy.
Selina only then realized this and could not help laughing, “Sorry, I really don’t mean that.”
The bright sunlight shone on Selina’s smiling face as if there was a flower blooming beautifully. Manfred’s lips curled. He went forward, wrapped Selina’s waist with his hand, and lowered his head to kiss on her lips.