Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 17

Bella‘s POV: I went back to my office. Joey came up to me and asked, “What did the boss ask you to do?” I touched the underwear in my pocket and tried not to tell the truth for the first time because it was too embarrassing. “Oh, nothing. It‘s just something about the budget.” I was not good at lying, and my cheeks became hot again. Joey tilted her head and said, “Oh, dear, why do I feel that the boss is very special to you?” Timmediately said, “He hates me and wants to drive me out of the company, but I won‘t leave so easily. Just work hard. I‘m going back for a vacation!” With that, I carried my bag and left. I couldn‘t let Joey continue to ask. I don‘t want any misunderstandings from Joey, and I don‘t want her to know about underwear. After I walked out of the building behind me, I took out the underwear in my pocket and looked at the pink sexy underwear. I was very annoyed and then threw it into the trash can next to me.

I was so tired that I fell on the bed when I got home. When I woke up again, it was already another day. stretched, turned over and lay on the pillow again. I haven‘t slept in bed for a long time. I miss it so much! 

My hand accidentally touched the phone. I took it and glanced at it. There were thirty–eight missed calls. 

Opened it and saw that it was all from Hank. Bella frowned. Could it be that he had something urgent to discuss with me? Then, Bella quickly called back. “Bella, where are you now? Are you okay? I called you for a day and a night. Why didn‘t you answer it?” As soon as the phone was connected, Hank asked a series of questions eagerly. “... I was too sleepy at home. I slept for a day and a night, so my phone was muted,” I said. Bella heard the person on the phone heave a sigh of relief “It‘s good that you‘re fine. I thought something happened to you.” Hearing this, I was touched. There were only two people who cared so much about me. “It seems that your work has come to an end. I don‘t know if I have the honor to invite you out for a meal tonight?” Hank invited. Because he had invited me several times before, but I didn‘t agree. This time, I was a little embarrassed to refuse, so I agreed. I said with a smile, “Of course I can‘t refuse Professor Hank‘s invitation.” “That‘s settled then. I‘ll pick you up at six o‘clock in the evening.” Hank‘s voice was filled with obvious

joy. 

I hung up the

at the phone screen, I was a little

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knew that Hank had a good impression

really good. He was rich, decent in his profession, handsome, and gentle. In any case, Hank was a very

at the