Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 30 The Woman in the Photo (2)

She has disapproval in mind and repeated timidly, “No, I didn’t.”

He raised his hand. The cuff of his white shirt was connected to an expensive man’s wristwatch. As he moved, the dial reflected the light. He pointed at her car and said, “It’s red.”

Do you have to say it out loud?

She decided to change the topic. “Well, how’s my interview going?”

He glanced at the documents on the table. “Do you want to know?”

“Yes, yes.”

The man waved his hand. “Can you see clearly from such a distance? Come here.”

She had a hunch that there was a trap, but in order to see her results… Well, she had to go there obediently.

She moved closer to the man step by step. When she was half a wall away from him, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a broad and warm embrace.

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for me to sit like

laughed lightly and changed his posture. “How is

so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in and wriggled

on

this voice. Every time he was lying on the bed in the middle of the night, he would

they were in the

it was for him to control himself when she was sitting on his lap in a custom-style dress and twisting her

man’s body, she completely froze and did

him, “Huston,

He even freed up a hand to take out her interview

results normally. How did it turn out like this? It seemed that she use some indescribable ways to get the results…

her head to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, the

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Manager gave her the highest score. On the contrary, the other man gave her a low score, and Huston gave her a

at the results of the other two candidates. She kept leaning forward. One point, one

then immediately covered her mouth. When she saw the results, the man behind her broke into her body without any

covered her mouth with one hand and held the table in front of her with the other. However, the person didn’t seem to think it was enough and tried his best to torture her. “Tell

her head, and Huston refused to let

didn’t make a sound. In broad

a low laugh. It was as if he was plucking a cello string, but at the critical moment, he was deliberately keeping her