Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

chapter 823

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"Let me go!" She warned in a low voice, trying to get rid of him. "Mr. Smith, this is my place. Please show some respect to me."

Reggio didn't find the chip he wanted, his face looked more disapproving. Without a single word to explain, he shook off his hand and walked away in quick strides.

Not until she can take a deep breath, a tall and upright figure heaved into her sight.

August...

Her fingers cannot help trembling, and her legs were heavy. She straightened her back and went through the crowd, which is so tough.

Seeing the man who she yearned for day and night, she paused her steps suddenly. She started the scene in front of her, in disbelief.

She didn’t know when Currer walked to August, standing by his side. Her fair slim arm held his naturally, and her head even leaned on his shoulder.

This scene was dazzling to her. She balled her hand into a fist, with so much force that her fingernails even left some marks on her palm.

She shouted, and cried from the bottom of her heart. She wished that he would push Currer away.

Unfortunately, he did not.

August gently put the hair over her forehead aside, as he did this, he whispered something beside her ears. Then Currer chuckled girly and threw herself into his arms.

She took steps back. The table nearby supported her or she would fail.

the impulsiveness of questioning him and

PANG!

tower beside her fell onto the ground. Everyone

to imagine a woman who had so much authority in Austos now can fall

dress. She raised her head to look

cold gaze fell upon Currer and at the same time Currer side-eyed in her

like meeting Lucia was out of her expectation. But she adjusted herself quickly and

with a good idea. After taking a deep breath, she rubbed the wine stains on her dress, walking towards Currer with big

no see, Currer." She talked

the panic seconds before had already

in her eyes.

that you would be

was in subtle disdain. With these words, she clung to his arms. And

Fiancé...

one second, it was back to normal. Her gaze swept over August’s cold face, and slowly

August finally did something. Her brows furrowed as he tightened his arms

shaded more, misplaced

voice in triumph. "Though I had been overseas these two years, it didn't mean that I was absent from reading financial news. Ms. Mitchell, are you

shining in her eyes, darkly. "My husband is still alive, and I will find,

emphasized the word "him" quite much, keeping her eyes on the deep pool - which were

hope so. I hope you could find him, just as I found

However..."

lowered voice, reminding her, 'Their names are the same, August Adams. Ms. Lucia, you should beware of laying your hands

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