Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 287

Before she could open her mouth, Charlie strode away, tall and sturdy. It seemed that he was afraid that she would not obey his order, so he reached out and snatched her laptop.

Wendy had no choice but to stand there and wait.

The revolving door behind her was pushed open, and there was the sound of footsteps. So she moved aside.

"Miss Lim!"

It was a familiar middle-aged male voice.

Wendy turned around and saw Kim in casual clothes. She nodded and said,"... Mr. Gray."

It could be seen that Kim was supposed to be here on business, too. Although he was dressed casually, he was accompanied by a well-dressed secretary with a briefcase, who was reporting the schedule to Kim before saying hello to her.

"Miss Lim is here for?" Kim asked Wendy with a smile.

"I'm here for an interview. It's just finished!" Wendy replied.

Kim nodded, and then looked at the black car parked at the door. "I see. It seems that we are really having some kind of bond! Where are you going? I'll ask the driver to give you a ride."

"No, thank you!" Wendy shook her head and mumbled, "My friend..." In the last half of the sentence, her tone was somewhat unnatural.

Because she suddenly remembered who Kim was. It was a coincidence that she met Charlie in that club before. If Kim saw that she was with Charlie again, Kim would inevitably misunderstand. After

all, he was Madge's father...

Hearing this, Kim nodded and said, "Well, I have something else to do. We'll talk again sometime!"

"Okay, take care!" Wendy said hurriedly.

Kim seemed to really have something else to do, because he seemed to be in a hurry. He didn't say much and walked towards the black car with his secretary.

Looking at his back as he walked away, Wendy quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't bump into her being with Charlie...

Since she knew that Kim was Madge's father, she couldn't tell the feeling in her heart, but she knew she's uncomfortable with Kim. But after a few short contacts, she felt that Kim was very different from Madge's mother. Maybe Kim had never put on airs in front of her, and he always had patience when he talked to someone, and didn't make people feel uncomfortable. Besides, she could feel that Kim was a very sentimental man.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a car horn rang in her ears.

Wendy was still staring at Kim's back and got shocked. Then she noticed that the white Land Rover had already stopped beside her, and the door of the passenger seat had also been opened from the inside.

She looked at the black car again and found that it was already driving away. She bent over and sat in it.

Charlie did not look at her, nor did he speak. He held the steering wheel with both hands, but his face was gloomy and his expression was not very pleasant.

Wendy didn't know what was going on and silently pulled the seat belt.

Almost at the moment when she tied the seat belt, the white Land Rover shot out like an arrow from the string.

The speed of the car was very fast, they passed several cars along the way, and there was no sign of slowing down even when he turned the corner. It was not until she reached out and grabbed the handle on the top of her head in a panic that the street scene outside the window loomed slower.

Wendy looked down at her knees and thought that she had to sort out the interview paper.

Chairman Price was a core figure of the anniversary issue, so the chief editor attached great importance to him. Then she also made a mental note of how many interviewees were left on this assignment...

When Charlie hit the brakes, Wendy realized that the Land Rover had stopped.

She looked out of the window and found that she was already under the apartment building where she lived. "He's gone? Are you still thinking about him?" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

A calm voice came from the side. Wendy was confused."Eh?"

"No matter what you're planning to do, it's useless!" Charlie sneered with a scowl, "It's impossible for you two. Uncle Gray is enough to be your father!"

Wendy finally understood what he was talking about.

"What are you talking about..." She frowned and felt ridiculous.

Charlie's deep dark eyes narrowed slightly as if he was trying to distinguish whether she was telling the truth or not. After two seconds of silence, he suddenly frowned and threw out a sentence. "Then what about Farr's type?"

"..." Wendy almost choked on her own saliva.

What the hell was he talking about?

She really doubted if his brain was affected by his memory loss.

"Thank you for sending me back. I'm going to get off the car!" Wendy unbuckled her seat belt and reached out to push the door. When he thought of something, he turned back and said to him, "My laptop..."

Hearing this, Charlie unfastened his seat belt.

Then he leaned back and stretched his arm, took the laptop on the back seat, and handed it to her.

Wendy thanked him again and took it.

However, Charlie did not let go. Instead, he held it tightly. She bit her lip and said, "... What do you want?"

"Forgot so soon? Planning to get rid of me after using me? Wendy Lim, you seem to owe me something." Charlie said calmly.

"What is it..." Wendy was puzzled.

The corner of Charlie's mouth twitched, and a word burst out, "A kiss."

Wendy's breath instantly trembled.

She wanted to say that he raised it unilaterally, but she didn't promise him at all. But before she could make a sound, the outline of Charlie's rigid face suddenly jumped into her pupils, and the male breath approached her, and a big palm wrapped around the back of her head.

Then, he pressed his thin lips on her.

"Hmm..."

Wendy only said in a low voice.

Charlie seemed to be in a good mood. First, he kissed her slowly, and then more deeply.

The space in the car was narrow and the airflow was limited. The back of her head was controlled by him and she was forced to raise her head to face his lips and tongue. Every time she struggled, it would only make him kiss her deeper. In the end, she could only pant and lose focus of her eyes.

Whether it was four years ago or now, his kissing skill was still so good.

When she was released, her chest heaved slightly, and the laptop in her hand fell off.

Charlie did not immediately loosen his grip on the back of her head. Instead, he turned his eyes slightly and asked, "Is that your friend?"

Wendy looked over slowly.

Through the windshield in front of her, in the nearby position, Emily was standing there and staring at them with a complicated expression. After being caught peeping, Emily instantly scampered into the apartment building like a rabbit.

"Boom!" Wendy heard a sound in her head.

Her face was already red, and it was burning redder, especially when she thought of her posture in his arms. She struggled to get rid of it, picked up her laptop, pushed the door open, and ran to the apartment building like another rabbit.

Coming out of the elevator, Wendy did not take out the key.

Just as she walked to the door, as expected, the door opened from the inside, and Emily was almost rushing to her. "Have you two gotten back together?"