Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 613

Catherine stood straight in front of the Kirkland Group, tightened the straps of her backpack in her hands, and took a deep breath before striding inside.

"Miss, may I ask who you are looking for?" Just as she walked down the hall, she was stopped by the receptionist.

Catherine hurriedly took out her work ID and softly explained, "I'm Catherine, a reporter from entertainment weekly, and I want to give an interview to Mr. Kirkland."

"A reporter?" The receptionist frowned slightly and his expression became a little impatient, "We Mr. Kirkland is never accepting interviews, you go away."

"But ......"

"But what, I said I won't is not, if you don't leave I'll call security!" The receptionist's attitude was a little harsher again, and the delicate makeup on her face was extremely inconsistent.

Catherine clenched her lower lip, glanced sideways in the direction of the VIP lane, and somewhat hopelessly put away her credentials.

She knew that it would only end in failure.

She paced outside, glancing now and then in the direction of the elevator, still hopeful.

"Catherine!" the voice of the receptionist suddenly sounded behind her.

With a startled heart, she hurriedly turned around and inquired, "Is there anything else?"

The receptionist looked a little reluctant and said, "Mr. Kirkland wants you to go up to the president's office on the twelfth floor."

"Thanks." Catherine gave her a small smile and nodded in response.

His office, and how did she need to say it?

She got on the elevator with the rest of the company, but when she reached the twelfth floor she was the only one left.

Looking up at the floor countdown, her heart was actually beating hard along with it.

"Ding!" The elevator arrived.

She casually straightened her long white dress and shoulder-length hair, hooked a faint smile, and then walked towards Darren's office.

"You're Catherine, right?" A woman in a black professional sheath dress suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Catherine nodded her head and responded softly, "I am."

"I'm Mr. Kirkland's assistant, come with me." The assistant reached out and made a "please" gesture to her.

Catherine followed close behind her and soon stopped at the door of Darren's office.

"Knock, knock." The assistant knocked on the door of the room.

"Come in." Darren's cool voice came from inside.

She slowly pushed the door open, reflected in the eyes, is his head down to focus on the appearance, such as butterfly wing eyelashes constantly fluttering, with full of charm, for a moment, she actually looked a little out of the mind, but the heart is like what is missing, hard to feel great.

With an evil smile on his lips, Darren got up and walked over to her, hands casually stuck in his pockets, attached himself to her ear and gently sniffed her hair and said, "This question, why don't you answer it for me?"

Catherine clenched her teeth and stepped back slightly to reach a safe area before saying in a cold voice: "The interview is my job, Mr. Kirkland is now free naturally is the best, will not delay Mr. Kirkland too much time."

Darren wrinkled his brow, a pair of starry eyes deep like a thousand-year-old well, fixedly looking at Catherine's stubborn side face, suddenly let out a light laugh: "In front of me, you are really cold enough."

A sudden tightening on her wrist, she was in some pain, before she could recover, she was brought into her arms by a force, and the scent belonging to his body instantly ran into her nose.

She used her elbow to put some distance between her and Darren, frowning slightly, her tone already a bit more displeased: "Mr. Kirkland, please let go."

"And if I'm inclined not to?" He took her by the waist and spun her around in mid-air, just enough to lay her down on the couch, a teasing smile on Darren's lips.

"What are you doing, let go of me!" Catherine said angrily, lowering her voice.

The smile on Darren's lips became wider and wider as he said, "Isn't that what you said? It's your job, I'm like this, of course, for your interview."

Catherine stared at him with wide eyes of shame and anger and said angrily, "Mr. Kirkland, please behave yourself!"

"Self-respect? Self-respect in front of one's woman only shows that a man is incapable, and my ability ...... you should be clear." Two suspicious blushes appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes were still more angry: "Bad egg!"

She clenched her lower lip and bent her knee to hit him in the vitals, but Darren stopped her before she could.

"Looks like it's time for me to give you some punishment." He tickled the corners of his mouth ......