Drenched in Love
Chapter 32 I'm Afraid I can't Get out of Bed
Sophia felt very funny.
Whether it was last night or that night, it was clearly Stephen forced her, how could he be so shameless to say so? Even if she was no clean, it was because of him!
With this thought, Sophia could not help but bite her lips.
Stephen was angry. Seeing that Sophia again showed this expression, he got furious. He raised his hand to catch Sophia's face, forcing her to let go of her red lips.
Sophia struggled to break free her face, took back two steps, looked at Stephen in discontent.
At this time, Stephen's reason slightly recovered and realized what he was doing. He suddenly took back two steps to keep a far distance from Sophia.
Stephen frowned, “Get out!”
Sophia did not move, “Mr. Berry, I come up to you for that bonus of the public relations department was deducted. You hate me. You can punish me. You don't need punish others. In this way, people will say that you misuse your power and authority.”
Stephen looked sharply at Sophia. Sophia stood there with a calm face.
Stephen stared at Sophia for a long time. As Sophia thought Stephen would not agree, Stephen went to the desk and took a document to hit Sophia, “Make up for your trouble! Go and settle the contract. If this contract is done, I'll give you what you want. I will only punish you other than others in PR department.”
“Thank you, Mr. Berry!”
her a simple contract, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would have a
the Berry Group and the Johnson Group. The Johnson Group was based in Europe, where he owned most of the stores. If the Berry Group wanted to cooperate with him and no less than 35% of the profits,
Now she came back with a smile, holding a document, which caused whispers in the public
again? Look at the
think so,
favors, even Mr. Berry was in favor of beauties. It's a hopeless
Berry humiliated her in front of us two days ago? I think she
low voice,
smiled, “I'm
to check the material about the Johnson Group via
it was time to get off work. People were
have not finished. I'll leave later. You
was 11 p.m. when Stephen came out of his
to close the elevator, Stephen had walked out of the elevator, “I don't take the elevator, take the stairs. I was busy these days and did not have time
they went to the eighth floor, they found the lights in public relations department were still on. Stephen could not help but
was still working overtime. On her left was the document he had given her, and on her right was her notebook, with the computer in front of her. She kept flipping through documents and contents on the computer, taking
and dry, worse than a man's hair, but that did not detract from her beauty. Under the lamplight, her profile
in the doorway and watched for a moment, then turned to leave. As he was walking down the stairs, he asked, “Why leave the light when everyone is gone? Do you think the Berry