My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 94

Willow was cleaning the meeting room. There was a stack of papers on the table, showing some fashion designs. They looked so good that her eyes were drawn to them, in spite of herself.

She moved over for a closer look. The first one showed a canary yellow ensemble, chic and pretty. It was similar to what Edith had been wearing, but not quite the same.

"Willow Nason! What do you think you're doing?!" someone shrieked from the doorway.

She turned to look, as Edith stormed into the room and snatched up the papers from the table, clutching them tightly as she hissed at her, "Spying on our designs? What for? Our entire design team worked non-stop to produce these designs! They're not for the eyes of a simple cleaning woman like you!"

Edith's tone was laced with menace, mockery, and contempt.

Willow didn't want to pick a fight with her. Wearing a polite smile, she said, "You're exactly right, Ms. Price! Why was such a precious document just sitting around here, on the meeting room table? You're the personal secretary to the CEO himself, aren't you? It won't do for you to be so careless!"

Willow's clever roundabout attack stung Edith hard, leaving the woman fuming mad. However, she had to remember that her station was above a mere janitor, so she should act like it, instead of giving in to emotion. "This meeting room looks clean enough; meanwhile, Mr. Hughes' desk is quite a mess. You're needed in his office, immediately."

left without delay. As Edith watched her go, a cunning smile played across

was at his

her to breathe, in here. An invisible wave of force seemed to wash outward from the man, so that any sound she made

cleaning job halfway. Not

stepped forward and began wiping

touching the desktop with her front, as she swayed this way and that, cleaning the whole thing. Her work uniform, normally such a

neck... her soft,

became as grim and

hard as she could, hoping to finish quickly so that

swatted a smartphone right off the

that for you!" Frightened beyond her wits, Willow dove

caught on the table leg, and

like that, she fell right

was a man's body... hot and fiery, hard and firm... Willow's heart