Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 920

“You...” Amber was speechless at his scoundrel.

She understood that he would not let her down for anything.

She was carried by him like that, and her stomach was uncomfortable, and she was ashamed and angry, but she did not dare to struggle.

She was not only afraid that he would catch her and throw her, but that he would pull his arm.

In other words, she had to accept her fate and be carried away by him.

Soon, Jared carried Amber up the walking stairs to the roof, then out of the safe stairwell door and into the attic hallway.

Amber, alarmed by the familiar passage, slapped the man on the back several more times, “Jared, now that you have carried and spanked me, I think it's time for you to put me down.

There are people here.

There are people working overtime in the assistant secretary's office next to mine.

If they see it, it's really bad.

The whole group will be buzzing tomorrow.’ “That's okay.

If they want to talk, let them talk.” Jared kept walking.

“Jared!” Amber got really angry and raised her voice.

Jared's lips moved and he was about to say something back when, not far ahead, the office next to the president's office was suddenly opened and two women with bags and professional suits emerged.

They were Amber's secretary and assistant.

They had both finished their work and were getting ready to call it a day.

While talking and laughing, they suddenly felt something and looked aside together.

Their jaws dropped when they saw Jared carrying a man.

“Mr. Farrell?” What was going on? What was Mr. Farrell doing here? And why did he carry a person, and that person was...

The two women stared at the figure Jared was carrying on his shoulders, and judging by the dress, it was clearly a woman.

Although they could only see the woman's long legs and butt, they couldn't see the upper body and face of her.

They had worked with Amber for so long, and it was impossible for them not to recognize her.

They were both shocked when they recognized Amber as the woman Jared had put on his shoulder.

“Mr. Farrell, Miss Reed, what are you...” They point to Amber and Jared with their eyes full of gossip.

Oh, my God.

Was that what they could see? They couldn't believe that Mr. Farrell was carrying their president.

Wasn't that the plot of a TV show? How romantic! As Soon as Jared stopped walking, Amber had a bad feeling.

Otherwise, why would he stop so suddenly? Sure enough, the next moment, she heard the door open, and the next moment she heard someone calling Mr. Farrell.

At that moment, all she could think was that they had been seen.

She knew it would be easy to be seen by others when Jared was carrying her to the office.

But at the same time, she was thinking that if she was lucky, her secretary and assistant would be working late, and they wouldn't be out of their office when Jared was carrying her.

But she had no idea that she would be so unlucky.

They had hardly passed their office when someone came out and caught them dead.

And they recognized her.

It was so embarrassing.

Amber covered her face in shame, revealing red ears.

When your employees saw you being carried away, they would be laughing behind your back.

Oh...

Amber let out a sheepish whimper.

In contrast to Amber's reaction, Jared was unfazed.

He looked at the two men, greeted them, and nodded back.

He didn't answer their question about what he and Amber were doing.