This… was truly hard to put into words.
Stephanie didn’t understand what Ethan meant and obediently said, “There’s still a bit more… we need to add the diamonds.”
Ethan told Clara, “Come to my office when you’re done.”
Clara replied, “… Okay.”
Ethan left.
Stephanie looked at Clara.
Clara looked back at Stephanie.
“Madam… should we continue?” Stephanie asked.
Mr. Logan seemed to be in a hurry.
Clara glanced at her hands and said, “… Let’s continue.”
She had already done several fingers; leaving the rest undone would look odd.
“Oh.” Stephanie continued working on Clara’s nails.
“Madam… are you afraid of Mr. Logan?” Stephanie asked while working.
She felt the Madam was indeed afraid.
Alayna and Hanna also perked up their ears to hear Clara’s response.
Clara paused for a moment, looked at Stephanie, and said, “Honestly… I am afraid.”
Stephanie smiled at Clara and said, “We all are.”
Clara looked at Stephanie in surprise and asked, “You are too?”
Stephanie nodded, “Yes, I think Mr. Logan has a very strong presence, especially when he has a cold expression. It’s terrifying… so scary that you don’t even dare to breathe. You wish you could disappear on the spot.”
Clara thought the same.
Afterward, Stephanie carefully finished Clara’s nails, working diligently for another half hour before completing them. She smiled and asked Clara, “Madam, take a look. Do you like them?”
Clara looked at them and smiled, nodding, “Yes, they’re beautiful. Thank you.”
“But… are they too red?” Clara said. She usually chose a light pink for her nails.
It was her first time with such a bright red.
Her hands were fair and delicate, and the red nails made her fingers appear even whiter.
“Madam, you are Mr. Logan’s lawful wife. An lawful wife should wear bright red,” Stephanie said.
Clara looked at Stephanie in surprise.
What did she mean by that?
As the lawful wife, should she wear bright red?
Could it be… Ethan had ‘concubines’ in the office?
Concubines would wear pink…
Clara instinctively glanced at Stephanie’s nails; they were bright red too.
Stephanie smiled and said, “Madam, go find Mr. Logan quickly. He must be waiting impatiently.”
Waiting impatiently…
Clara blushed inexplicably, murmured an ‘oh,’ and got up to go to the office.
Clara arrived at Ethan’s office door and knocked. Then she pushed the door open and entered.
Ethan looked up and said to Clara, “Close the door.”
Clara obediently closed the door.
“Lock it,” Ethan added.
Clara looked at Ethan in surprise. Closing the door was one thing, but why lock it?
Was he afraid someone might barge in?
What did he intend to do?
Clara felt a bit uneasy… wondering if she had upset Ethan by doing her nails on her first day at work instead of focusing on her duties, leading him to reprimand her… Mr. Logan reprimanding his young wife would not be good if seen by others.
Despite her unease, Clara obediently locked the door.
After locking it, she stood by the door without moving.
She didn’t want to go over nor dared to go over.
Ethan looked at Clara.
Had she turned into a wooden statue?
One command for one action?
“Come here…” Ethan said calmly, his voice and expression revealing no emotion.
Clara obediently walked over and stood in front of Ethan.
There was a large desk between them.
Ethan looked at Clara, suspecting she was doing this deliberately.
“Come to my side,” Ethan said as he looked at her.
She glanced at Ethan nervously. What did he want to do that required her to go to his side?
Clara obediently moved around the wide desk and stood in front of Ethan.
Ethan sat there and took her hand, examining her nails.
Honestly… Clara wasn’t someone who enjoyed dressing up. She usually dressed casually for school and rarely wore makeup or did her nails.
But she was young, with good skin full of collagen… Ethan quite liked her natural look, fresh and clean… ready for a kiss anytime.
He didn’t want to kiss a face full of powder.
“They’re alright,” Ethan said.
Did Ethan come in just to see her nails?
Was he complimenting her nails?
Or… praising Stephanie’s work?
Clara wanted to pull her hand back.
Her hand being held and played with by Ethan felt… strange.
“Stephanie did them well,” Clara said softly.
“Yes.” Ethan nodded and said lightly, “She has a knack for this.”
Clara looked at Ethan.
A knack for this?
This… referring to what?
Nail art?
Clara felt a bit stifled… Ethan seemed very familiar with Stephanie, judging by his tone… almost indulgent.
A secretary doing nails and makeup during work hours didn’t bother him at all…
Could Stephanie really be what she suspected, Ethan’s secret lover?
Clara tried to pull her hand back, but Ethan held onto it tightly and pulled… Clara exclaimed in surprise as she fell into his arms. He wrapped his arm around her waist, turning her around so she was sitting on his lap with her back against him.
Clara blushed deeply, her hands bracing against the desk as she struggled to stand up but was held firmly by Ethan around her waist.
“You… let go of me…” Clara stammered with a flushed face.
Because… she felt Ethan’s excitement.
Ethan’s hand slipped inside Clara’s clothes…
Clara bit her lip with a flushed face…
Clara blushed as she adjusted her clothes, keeping her head slightly down, not daring to look at Ethan… She felt Ethan was too much; how could he do such things in the office?
What if someone barged in and saw?
He might not care about his reputation, but she did.
Ethan looked at Clara and said, “There’s a lounge next door with a bathroom; you can go inside to tidy up.”
Clara raised her head, glanced at him, then followed his direction to see the door. Blushing, she walked over and opened it. Sure enough, there was a room inside; it was quite large with a big bed, wardrobe, sofa, etc…
Clara went into the bathroom and tidied herself up in front of the mirror.
Fortunately, she came in to tidy up… otherwise, if she had gone out like that earlier, she would definitely have been teased by others.
Ethan had smudged all her lipstick with kisses.
He kissed her lips and then moved to kiss her face and neck… leaving lipstick marks all over her face and neck.
Clara wiped the marks off her face and neck with wet wipes in front of the mirror. It took quite a while before she was presentable again.
However…
Looking at herself in the mirror, she sighed.
Going out like this… she’d still be laughed at by the people in the secretary’s office.
She had applied lipstick today, but now it was all gone from being kissed away.
The secretaries would surely know…
She hadn’t eaten yet; how could her lipstick be gone?
It must have been kissed off by Ethan.
Even though they were husband and wife, kissing was perfectly normal… but this was Ethan’s office, not their home.
Doing such things in an office… was really embarrassing.
Clara really… didn’t want to go out anymore.
She had no face left to meet anyone.
Clara decided not to go out yet; she’d wait until noon when all the secretaries went out for lunch before sneaking out to get her bag and touch up her makeup…
Clara carefully examined the room.
She searched here and there in the room… looking for any hidden doors.
She had read online that many CEO offices had hidden doors in their lounges… leading directly to the secretaries’ lounge on the other side…
Did Ethan have one too?
But after searching the room thoroughly and checking every corner, she found no hidden doors.
No hidden doors.
It made sense upon reflection.
Ethan wouldn’t need hidden doors either.
If he wanted something done, he’d simply call someone into his office lounge; no need for secrecy or stealthy actions.
With that thought… Clara continued searching the room carefully for any clues or traces… like long strands of hair from a woman or lipstick, stockings and underwear accidentally left.
But after turning over every corner again, she still found nothing.