Blanca Roach looked up, the tempered glass of the building blocked her view, but she knew that Matthew Grant was looking at her from behind some piece of glass.
“Where am I looking at another man’s back, I’m looking at Isabel’s back, okay.”
She decided not to bother with this jealous man and walked into the office.
Matthew Grant stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of his office looking down and raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t think you can get away with this, letting my assistant go, you’re in for a treat this afternoon.”
“Really, so I … am all ears this afternoon?” Blanca Roach tone ambiguous.
As expected, there is a lot of heavy breathing over there, Blanca Roach did not wait for Matthew Grant to speak, and hung up the phone first.
Blanca Roach almost laughed out loud in the elevator at the thought of Matthew Grant’s exasperated appearance.
On the way to the president’s office, she had to pass by the secretary’s office. Most of Matthew Grant’s secretaries and assistants were men, but of course, there were a few women.
On the contrary, Matthew Grant, as long as her studio recruited any young male designer, he would be in bed that night, softening her up and forcing her to transfer them, which led to her studio being full of girls.
Everyone in the secretarial department knew Blanca Roach and greeted her respectfully.
“Hello, madam.”
Blanca Roach responds.
“Hello, you’re all working, I’ve come to see your President Grant.”
A girl sitting in the corner, only stood up with the crowd but did not say hello, and waited for Blanca Roach to enter before she pretended not to ask her colleague next to her.
“Hey, the one who just went in, who is it?”
The co-worker kindly copied.
“President Grant’s wife, we just call her madam, you’re new here and don’t know, remember to say hello next time you see her.”
“Madam is so pretty and classy, don’t you think so, Meta?”
Meta rolled her eyes, pretty? Not just that, she said with slight contempt.
“President Grant has been married for years, I think, and I heard that madam didn’t even go to college.”
Is such a woman worthy of President Grant?
The colleague was full of disapproval.
“The jewelry produced by her studio is very famous in the whole city of S. The tree is very big and attracts the wind, and last time it was copied by Yating.”
Meta didn’t answer again, she didn’t look at the face of the Buddha, President Grant’s face was here, and those who were holding the show, naturally they were not good enough to say yes.
In her heart, President Grant’s wife is only good-looking, plus she has already given birth to a child, President Grant will sooner or later get tired of her.
After all, how can an old woman be better than a young and beautiful woman like her?
Meta took out the mirror and smiled smugly, one day she would let President Grant see her.
As soon as Blanca Roach entered the office, she was grabbed by Matthew Grant.
He closed the door and pinned Blanca Roach against it.
There was not a single gap between the two pressed close together, so close that they could feel each other’s breath.
“Assistant Blanca, why did you keep me waiting so long, I’m going to punish you.”
Hot air sprayed on Blanca Roach’s ear, causing a tingle.
“Matthew, you …”
Before the words were out of her mouth, her lips were gagged by his.
Matthew Grant lifted her hands above her head, his tall body crushing Blanca Roach’s luscious body.
After a moment, Matthew Grant let Blanca Roach go.
Blanca Roach’s legs went limp, and if his hands hadn’t been holding her down, Blanca Roach felt like she would have fallen to the ground.
Matthew Grant, his breath unsteady, said.
“Who gave you permission to call me by my first name, Assistant Blanca, you should call me President Grant.”