Mr. Right, Spoil Me

A week had passed since the banquet took place that night.

At the top of an office building where people in the room could see everything below, a lean young man was looking at the documents irritably.

He knitted his brows tightly and his hand rubbed his jaw, looking casual but elegant. He was looking at the paper with obscure expressions on his face.

A man bowing his head stood in front of him and stole a glance at him. Obviously, he was waiting for the young man to speak.

Unexpectedly, the man happened to meet the young man's eye. He instantly got scared and broke out into a cold sweat.

"Mr. Scott..."

"Hiss…"

Two sounds were heard simultaneously.

Matthew tore the papers apart and threw them to the man's face.

"Are you trying to fool me?"

His eyes were cold and fierce.

"No, no, Mr. Scott. This is all the information about Miss Sarah. I did not falsify. These are the materials I collected from the people around her. It's authentic."

The man explained in panic. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Obviously, he was very afraid of Matthew Scott.

"Okay, it says that she is single. What does it mean?"

He supported his chin, arched his eyebrows, and said in a playful tone as if he were telling a joke.

It was indeed a joke. This result of the investigation was useless.

In fact, he couldn't blame it on this private investigator. After Sarah signed the contract with Andrew's grandfather, all the information about Sarah remained the same. The old man had secretly wiped everything for her. No matter who it was, it was difficult to discover her true identity.

Andrew had firmly stated that the relationship between them couldn't be disclosed. Therefore, the secret was hidden so deep that no one could unfold it.

Matthew only knew that Sarah was married to Andrew. As for the reason and everything that happened in it, he didn't know.

What he wanted to investigate was nothing more than that.

was no information

Scott. Being single means

"Get out!"

were fierce and cold. He picked up the things on the table

wouldn't lose control and kill him if the man still talked about the explanation

"Damn! Useless idiot!"

sound of punching the glass

office suddenly fell apart. Every time he thumped, it

been punching the glass until his hand was covered with blood. Glass pieces were stuck into his fingers. His eyes were

furious. He lost control

…

weeks, Sarah's foot

watering

was that she was afraid of

fade over time but would become deeper, which

understood that people always had to face reality. And one day

surprise, Andrew had been out early and returned home late in the

past, he never

from work, Sarah was going to talk to him about her going

didn't close. Sarah could

summoned up the courage to knock the door.

You should go to bed early. I still got things in the company waiting for

Then he stopped.

Why would I pretend to be busy? You would find out if I'm telling

end of the phone

"Emily, don't do this."

heart seemed to stop beating the

Emily...

fully opened. The tall and straight figure of the man stood in

be asking, "What are

you

are you so stupid? That would mean that you just overheard him on the phone. Sarah, you

...

Sarah forced a smile. As for her question just now, it was like a