Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 12

When Consuela went back to her flat, she received a message, reminding her not to be late for work tomorrow.

It was an unfamiliar number. Judging from the short and imperative tone, she knew who it was without doubt.

Consuela didn't reply to him. She sat on the bed for a long time and then cooked a bowl of noodles for herself. It was dark, and it was difficult to see the stars and the moon in the abandon city.

Her heart was like a tangled rope, binding her thoughts.

She was about to face the man who had a lot of hatred for her and no one could protect her.

She avoided everything that night so she didn't find anything suspicious. Or perhaps she just trusted Sheryl so much.

But she would feel guilty to suspect her sister.

Sheryl had no motivation to do that.

With a heavy heart, Consuela fell asleep. The next morning, as the alarm clock rang, she woke up.

Following her memory, Consuela walked to the secretary department. There were already many people in the office, chatting about various kinds of stuff, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The sound of greetings was completely ignored in their conversation.

However, a pair of distinguished black and white eyes was looking at her at the next table. A young beautiful girl smiled and said, "Welcome new colleagues to Mr. Richie's palace."

The secretary department was like his harem.

After a while, her smile became stiff. Now she seemed to have become a member of his imperial household, and she was pregnant with his child.

It was really amazing.

It only took a few minutes for the short haired girl to have a nice chat with Consuela, and she had a good temper.

After staying in the office for less than an hour, Consuela was led to the man's office. She stood at the door, watching the man work.

That person did not let her sit down, nor did he ask her to come over for anything. Silence was like the greatest punishment, because you would never know what would come to you.

After a long time, when she felt sore in her feet, the man slowly raised his head from the documents and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Come here," having not spoken for a long time, he said in a low, magnetic and hoarse voice, and his tone was still superior.

Consuela lowered her head, not daring to say anything more. She just walked up to the man, waiting for his orders.

The corners of her mouth was full of helplessness, and the dimples on the corners became more and more obvious.

"Is there money on the ground? Or just because you are afraid of me? " The man raised his hand and knocked on the European style wooden table, trying to wake her up. But his expression, as always, was full of contempt.

It seemed that when he faced her, he only had a poker face or a face full of disdain, and all in all, he never had a good look on his face.

Her eyelashes fluttered, Consuela looked away to avoid being focused and asked in a low voice, "Why did you call me?"

It was a torture for her to stay in front of him for one more second. No matter what it was, she just hoped to come early.

The man looked at her and laughed. Her acting was so pitiful. Didn't she think about the consequences when she drugged him?