Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Can’t you have a bit of ambition?” Mirabella responded exasperatedly.
“Is it unambitious to do things for a woman you like?” Romeo said softly, “Then I guess I’ll be unambitious for the rest of my life.”
‘Mirabella was touched by his sincerity. His gaze was genuine, his expression single–minded.
“I don’t like Serena.” Romeo cupped her face, speaking slowly, “The only one who can move me is you. It was you in the past, it’s you now, and it will be you in the future.”
“I got it.” Mirabella didn’t expect him to be so good at sweet talk. She turned her head to look out the window, pretending to be interested in the scenery.
Romeo flashed a devilish grin, “Your face is red. Bella, are you blushing?” Romeo affectionately teased her, “You’re so cute.”
Mirabella didn’t reply.
Before she met Romeo, no one had ever called her cute. The most common word used to describe her was cold and aloof.
Romeo cupped her face, “You look great when you’re shy, when you’re angry, when you’re jealous… even more so.”
“When am I jealous?”
“This morning.” Romeo held her face in his hands, “You were so cold to me.”
Mirabella didn’t think she was jealous, although she didn’t like Serena’s behavior, she wasn’t angry or jealous.
“If you don’t mind, next time another woman approaches me…” Römen teased, waiting for her reaction.
“Is there a next time?” Mirabella raised an eyebrow, her tone carrying a hint of warning…
Romeo smiled, his eyes filled with adoration and joy, “I promise, there definitely won’t be a next time.” Carl thought to himself in despair, I’m begging you guys, please stop!!
Can they think about his feelings for a sec, maybe take their lovey–dovey stuff somewhere else?!
What the heck did he do to deserve this kind of torment…
After lunch, Mirabella headed back to the office.
Just as she reached the 20th floor and the elevator doors opened, she heard Dean’s voice echoing from afar.
At that moment, Dean was blocking a group of seven or eight male employees outside the office, not letting them in.
One of the men, dressed in a white shirt, was pleading. “Dean, I really fancy Ms. Bennett…”
“Where do you get the nerve? Do you have a house and car in Summerfield?”
The man in the white shirt shook his head.
“How much do you have in savings?”
“Three hundred dollars…”
“You dare to fancy Ms. Bennett with only three hundred dollars?” Dean was getting angry.
“Dean, I genuinely fancy Ms. Bennett. I’ll work hard to make money…”
Another male employee hurriedly stepped forward, smiling as he spoke, “Dean, I have an apartment in the city center, a car worth 100,000 US dollars, and my monthly salary has already increased to 8,000. Could you please help me place this love letter on Ms. Bennett’s desk…?”
Looking at the somewhat balding man in front of him, Dean suppressed the urge to curse and communicated with him patiently.
“Look, you’re 32 years old… Can you stop causing trouble! Ms. Bennett is only 18, can you back off a bit?”
Another slightly effeminate man handed over a lunch box, “Dean, this is lunch I made for Ms. Bennett when I went home at noon. Could you help me to deliver it to Ms. Bennett’s office? If she eats it, she will definitely feel blessed!”
“So, you fancy Ms. Bennett too?”
The man nodded firmly, “Yes!”
“You’re not Ms. Bennett’s type. She doesn’t like househusband types.”
Dean scrutinized his appearance. His effeminate look would seem very odd next to Ms. Bennett.
“I can change for Ms. Bennett! If she likes muscular guys, I’ll work out! If she likes career–oriented men, I’ll work harder! No matter what Ms. Bennett likes, I’ll strive to.. become her type!”
Dean patted him sympathetically on the shoulder, “Mate, take my advice, you’re miles away from being Ms. Bennett’s type. Go home and rest.”
“Dean, what do you think of me? A young, handsome boy with a somewhat immature look stepped forward.
He seemed sunny, carefree. Dean, remembered he graduated from a prestigious university abroad. Young, highly educated, and from a well–off family, he even owned a villa.
But…
“Ms. Bennett isn’t interested in boys like you.”
“Why?” The boy looked puzzled.
“Dean, can you give us another chance? Help us deliver the gifts to Ms. Bennett…”
Dean glanced at his watch, “Ms. Bennett is very punctual, she should be arriving at the office soon. You best scram, or she’ll dig up your past laziness!”
Upon hearing this, everyone hastily left, not wanting Ms. Bennett to uncover their past slacking off.
They took the staff elevator, separate from the VIP elevator Mirabella used, so they didn’t run into each other.
Mirabella, in high heels, strolled leisurely towards her office. As she walked past Dean, she raised an eyebrow, “Seems like you’ve been quite busy?”
“Ms. Bennett, you finally showed up…”
Dean had been talking so much his mouth was parched. He took a big gulp from his water cup before continuing, “They’re all so full of themselves, compared to Romeo, it’s Just ridiculous…”
At the mention of Romeo, Mirabella gave him a warning look.
Dean didn’t dare to continue, he wiped the residual water from his lips and said, “What I meant was, they’re not good enough for you!”
Mirabella entered the office, cheerfully saying, “Dean, I’m starting to think being an assistant might not be your thing.”
Dean was excited, “Ms. Bennett, are you about to give me a raise and a promotion? I mean, I did save you from a lot of headaches, but you don’t have to be this touched…. it’s all in a day’s work for me.”
“Consider becoming a matchmaker at a marriage agency,” Mirabella suggested as she opened the file, “You have the potential to excel in this role and should not be overlooked.”
Several question marks popped up in Dean’s mind. He definitely didn’t want to be a matchmaker!
“Or a security guard.”
“Ms. Bennett, I’m only trying to help!” Dean whined, leaning in closer, “Do you know how much effort I put into keeping them at bay? My lips are dry from all the talking! It hasn’t been easy, you know…”
Before he could finish, there was a knock on the door. It was Oscar!
Dean’s eyes almost popped out of his head. Wasn’t Oscar taken to the police station for questioning this morning? How did he get out so fast? Faster than he expected…
Mirabella looked up, her gaze meeting Oscar’s in a silent standoff.
Dean wished he could just disappear…
“The coffee at the police station is terrible.” Oscar sat down across from Mirabella with a sly grin, “It’s several levels below the coffee we have at the office…”
Mirabella smirked, “The coffee bean the staff gifted you is expensive, no wonder it’s better.”
Oscar was taken aback, how did she know a staff member had gifted him coffee bean!
“Better get used to it, Mr. Oscar, you never know when you might end up back in the station….
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.