Secret Crush novel Chapter 6

Speaking of that woman, everyone would know her. She was the famous A-lister star, Bertha Liu!

But only the secretary knew that she was good at running errands a year ago. She got famous after she became the president's woman, and then smoothly entered the entertainment circle. However, she was still reserved after she was dumped by the president three months ago. Now she couldn't help but come to the president. The secretary was very disdainful, but it was also a hidden rule. She was just his mistress!

Bertha wore a pair of sunglasses and walked quietly out of the Mu group. She couldn't help beating the steering wheel with her hands until she got on her car. She narrowed her eyes under the sunglasses and coldly stared at the front road, breathing hard and hard.

She thought since she had been with the Max for so long, he still had feelings for her, so she waited quietly for him to come to her. However, after waiting for three months, he still did not come to her, but she heard a rumor that the Max found another rich lady, which made Bertha restless, so she came to see him. However, the Max did not even want to see her, Bertha was angry and sad at the same time. How could there be such a cold-blooded man in the world? He just dumped me. Doesn't he have any feeling for me?

No matter what, she would not give up. In this world, only she was worthy of that man!

And Leila was also troubled. She found that there were more and more rumors about her in the company, which was very important for her whether she could survive in the company!

At this time, her phone suddenly rang. Leila looked away from the computer. Seeing the name on the screen, she frowned and answered it.

"Come to my company this afternoon. I'll take you to a place."

When she heard that, Leila was dissatisfied. The so-called casual delivery was so annoying!

"Got it." No sooner had Leila finished than the man on the other end of the line hung up. She grinned bitterly again.

Leila had gone to the Mu group early because she didn't know when that would happen.

"Hello, miss, are you looking for someone?"

The receptionist stopped her and asked respectfully. Leila smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer, so she said reluctantly, "I'm here for your CEO."

The beautiful receptionist was startled. How come another woman came here? But this is much easier to talk than this morning!

"Did you make an appointment? You are not allowed to go in without an appointment! "

Leila noticed the people around her. She didn't know why they were looking at her like that, so she thought it was better to go upstairs as soon as possible. "You called your CEO. He asked me to come here."

Hearing this, the receptionist immediately call the phone of Max's secretary. She did not know what had been said, but the receptionist got more respectful and said to her, "Miss Song, you can go up now. The elevator is over there, and it can be on the ninth floor."

"Okay, thank you."

Leila smiled to her, and quickened her steps toward the elevator.

When she arrived at the ninth floor, the secretary immediately walked up to her and said with courtesy, "Miss Song, the president said that if you arrived, he would welcome you in."

"Thank you."

Leila opened the door of the president's office, only to find that in a suit, Max was looking down at something. The whole office looked exceptionally clean and tidy, and the color was very dull. The office was black or white.

When he heard the sound of opening the door, he put down the documents in his hands and looked up at Leila, who was looking around his office curiously.

He rubbed his forehead and thought of something. He whispered to her, "come here."

Frightened, Leila walked up to him, standing not far away from him, and asked softly, "what's wrong?"

"Am I going to eat you?"

Dissatisfied with her indifference, Max frowned and looked at her coldly. "Come and massage my head!"

Why! Though dissatisfied, Leila didn't say anything. Curling her lips, she walked behind him.

Max's hair was dark and in perfect shape, so Leila hesitated to reach out to rub his warm forehead, with a neither too heavy nor too heavy force.

With his eyes closed, the tightened expression on Max's face gradually relaxed. The small hands on his forehead were very delicate, and the master of her hands seemed to be slightly pressed. A peaceful atmosphere let him lean on the sofa for a rest.

Leila's hands were numb. Max asked her to come here. Was it because he asked her to give a massage?

Max, squinting, suddenly said, "Come to a party with me later."

The abrupt voice made Leila's hands stop. She calmed down slowly and continued to press his forehead with her fingers.