A Spoonful of Sugar: Don't Beg for Love novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100 

The man’s voice sounded threatening, but Hesper couldn’t care less. 

She turned around, her dress swirling in the cold office. It was beautiful. 

“I don’t have an antidote, but seeing how you shielded me just now, I could help her.” 

“What do you plan to do?” Rickard didn’t look very happy because he realized that he no longer knew her. 

Hesper’s smile was still cunning like a fox. “Don’t worry, there’ll only be good news.” 

They looked at each other for two seconds, but Rickard knew that she already made up her mind. 

He turned to leave, but Hesper stopped him. “Hold on.” 

Rickard stopped walking and thought that she had more to say to him, but she lazily said, “How has Ren been? I want to spend a few days with him.” 

Rickard took a deep breath and was going to say that she 

couldn’t just do whatever she wanted but changed his mind and after a few seconds of silence. He calmly said, “I’ll send him to the hotel.” 

“Sure.” 

After they said what they wanted to say, Hesper walked away in her high heels. 

Rickard’s eyes were on her four-inch heels. Wearing heels that high to a construction area was the equivalent of having a death wish. 

Before leaving, he said, “Get a pair of comfortable flats and give it to her assistant.” 

Benji was used to that. “Mr. Duval, if you care so much for her, why don’t you get it yourself?” 

“You won’t understand.” Rickard smiled sadly. If he was the one who bought them, she probably wouldn’t even look at them. 

And the truth was just as he imagined. When Renee walked over with some sandals, Hesper was really happy. “Good job. You’re pretty observant now and brought shoes for me to change into.” 

Her feet were hurting, so she changed into them without a second thought, then asked, “But I didn’t see any place that was selling sandals nearby. Where did you get them?” 

Renee didn’t want to hide it from her, so she stuttered. “It… it was Mr. Lynch who gave them to me and asked me to give them to you.” 

Benji? Benji wouldn’t do that. It must be Rickard’s idea then. 

Hesper’s expression turned cold, and she kicked the sandals away. “You should have said that earlier.” 

She would have bad luck for the rest of her life if she wore shoes 

given by useless men. 

Renee touched her nose. Ms. Lane was a great person, but no one could ever mention Mr. Duval in front of her, or she would