Mr. Right, Spoil Me

“For proposals?”

Andrew Bask raised his eyebrows, looking at the woman in front of him, who had been kept waiting for a dozen minutes.

Bianca Brown was holding a file. She looked a little short, hair barely above her shoulders, in a black-and-white outfit that didn't fit her style - typically a compliant person.

“Uh, yes, Mr. Bask. May I take some of your time for the proposal? I don't quite understand it, and I wonder if you could answer my questions.”

Andrew had just finished his meal, so satiated that he almost indulged in the languor.

Lazily he looked up at her, stretched his legs, and slouched in his swivel chair. His eyes told a hint of laziness, and of course, impatience.

“What questions?”

The tone was not that kind, revealing his seeming irritation.

As Bianca approached him cautiously, her heart was beating so fast. She quietly looked at him for a few moments, pursing her lips, squeezing out a few words.

“Last time, the land in the southwest was said to be developed for real estate. But next to it is a cemetery. I have been thinking that if we could relocate the cemetery and replace the land with a school by negotiating with the local land bureau. Would it be possible?”

Andrew licked his lips, rubbed his sharp chin with fingertips as he lifted it. Quite harsh, he said, “Do you know the first-come, first-serve basis?”

Bianca was clearly stunned. What did it mean?

Andrew threw off the file she handed over to him, and said, “Everything is ready for the cemetery project now, expect for a mere launching ceremony. Do you think they would give up tens or even hundreds of millions of dollars just to fulfill your brilliant idea?”

By such cold tone and pungent words pointing out her naivety, Bianca was very scared.

Realizing her probable mistake, Bianca hurriedly explained, “Sorry, Mr. Bask. But I don’t mean it. I just feel it quite a loss if the land is used for a cemetery like that, instead of for commercial housing.”

Obviously, Andrew would like to end the conversation. Rubbing his brows, he said, “Get out. The proposal won't be passed. Make another one.”

Hearing this, what else could Bianca say?

She almost lose her confidence and felt a sense of loss.

she could get closer to him this way, but he

would not be able to justify herself if she kept staying, Bianca regretted that she hadn't found

she

Mr. Bask, how’s your wife

mention of Sarah immediately softened Andrew’s

changed, Bianca

Cox did mean a lot

now.”

she

she could only look up to

baby? Sarah

your work?”

did not intend to answer

of course.”

the baby is well. My sister also gave birth to a baby not long ago. In the first few

to show

Andrew said directly, only to find

topic to Sarah, just to keep his focus on

Mr. Bask. I

made it clear, “I met her when I was waiting for the elevator, the woman exactly whom I saw that day at the airport. Her name

had told her, but just mentioned how she

calm in his eyes. Looking at her, he

the office with a hint

lot she wanted to ask, but

of saying those words, how could she

woman was Andrew's mistress, thus the woman must be someone in his heart. If she had said something wrong about Emily, she would be playing with

all, all she wondered was why his married boss set

about Sarah? Did he love her

not. Or why would he seek merry from

it occurred to Bianca that she wanted to know

............

finished his work early in the afternoon, hurrying to drive back