Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 87

Let August in the door.

After Lucia was put on the bed in her bedroom, Mrs.Mitchell pulled the quilt over Lucia while she looked at August and asked, ’Why...

Why did she drink so much?"

August paused and whispered, "There was a drinking party for work and she drank some wine."

When Mrs.Mitchell heard that, the look on her face changed.

"A drinking party? How could you ask her to drink with them?"

August frowned as a dark light flickered in his eyes.

He was silent without replying.

He had guessed that Ted might give Lucia a hard time and specifically told her to call him if anything happened, but she didn’t listen.

If he hadn’t run into her today outside the Austos International, something else might have happened.

He didn’t say anything for a while.

Seeing that, Mrs.Mitchell looked increasingly angry.

"I always thought of you as my good out of here.

I don’t want to see you again!"

August hesitated for a moment before he bowed slightly to Mrs.Mitchell and said quietly, "Excuse me."

With that, he turned to walk out of the bedroom and strode away.

In his mind, he knew that after Lucia married him, he didn’t do his duty as her husband or take good care of her.

No matter what Mrs.Mitchell said, he wouldn’t say anything, because he was responsible.

August came out of the neighborhood and got into the car.

Burton saw how sullen he looked and quickly asked, "Where are we going now, In the past two days, he had done everything he could and finally found another right kidney for Jeanne.

He had talked with the donor.

The surgery would be done soon and before that, he would stay by Jeanne’s side every night to make sure that everything would go well.

He raised his hand and rubbed the place between his eyebrows, looking somewhat weary.

When he unintentionally looked down, his eyes were suddenly caught by a small stain around his chest.

He was puzzled.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene where Lucia had just been in his arms and realized that it was the corners of his lips turned upward involuntarily as he thought of what the woman looked like just now.

One day, he would make up for what he owed Lucia.

The next morning, throat that seemed to be on the verge of smoking.

She sat up with difficulty, grabbed the half glass of water on the bedside table, and drank it all.

When she put the glass down, the memories in her mind were slowly pieced together like a jigsaw puzzle.

How did she get back yesterday? She couldn’t remember anything about it.

Just then, the door was suddenly opened.

Mrs.Mitchell came in with a glass of warm water.

Seeing Lucia wake up, she immediately came over and asked, "Lucia, are you okay?"

I have a slight headache."

Lucia gasped.

She reached for the warm water, took a few sips, and asked, "How did I get home yesterday, Mom?"

The look on Mrs.Mitchell’s face changed.

Lucia responded and then asked, "Did I come back by myself yesterday?"

Mrs.Mitchell frowned and said, somewhat angrily, "Yesterday...

August took you back."

"What?"´ It was him? But why didn’t she remember anything about it? "Forget it.

Stop thinking about it if you can’t remember.

Go wash up and have breakfast later!"

Mrs.Mitchell pushed Lucia into the bathroom, so Lucia didn’t keep asking.

After breakfast, Lucia went straight to the company.

As soon as she arrived at her department, a colleague informed her that an interdepartmental meeting would be held on short notice.

An interdepartmental meeting was different from a departmental meeting.

It was a meeting of the key employees from all the departments in the company.

August was not here, so Ted would chair the meeting.

Lucia took the minute book and went to the meeting room with her men walking over.

He glanced at the crowd with a stern look and fixed his eyes on Lucia at last.

After pausing for half a second, he raised his chin slightly and said to Lucia in front of the crowd, "Come here."´ Lucia was baffled.

"What can I do for you, Mr.Stebbing?"

"Go make a cup of tea for me and bring it over."

With these words, Ted stepped forward and walked directly into the meeting room.

All at once, Lucia felt that everyone around was looking at her.

Their eyes and stares were like invisible arrows, making her uncomfortable from head to toe.

She was the assistant to the supervisor of the Administration Department, and now the him in front of so many people, which would naturally cause a lot of speculation and suspicion.

Lucia took a deep breath and decided to ignore all that.

She simply handed the minute book in her hand to Emma who was next to her.

"Please take it in for me, Emma.

I’ll come in later."´ Emma nodded, took the book, and went into the meeting room with her colleagues.

hand, and said gently, "Here is your tea, Mr.Stebbing."

Ted nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Just sit next to me."

Lucia paused and subconsciously refused.

"I can’t sit here, Mr.Stebbing."

They were supposed to sit in order according to their place as an assistant to a supervisor? Ted’s eyes darkened as he said in a cold voice, all looking over.

At the moment, Lucia didn’t know what to do.

Last time, he asked her of so many people.

That would cause a lot of suspicion and misunderstanding, which was Emma said? Or was he deliberately putting on a show to make her the target of do.

Biting her lip, Lucia continued in a low voice, "You can just tell me now if you Ted raised his eyebrow with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

He curled his lips and sneered, "You didn’t look so resistant to me last night, did you?"

When his words came out, Lucia felt that her ears buzzed and a chill ran down her spine.

Some colleagues clenched her fists and gradually, there was only a cold look left in her eyes.

"Please stop talking like that, Mr.Stebbing.

You were drunk at the drinking party last night and I left after putting you in the car.

You might have forgotten about it, but I remember clearly.

A hint of surprise flickered in Ted’s eyes as if he hadn’t expected Lucia to retort so forcefully.

He curled his lips into a foxy smile and said lightly, him without saying anything.

She turned around and headed towards the seats of the Administration Department.

Ted watched from behind as the woman left.

His eyes darkened slightly, but he didn’t say anything else after all.

Lucia braced herself to go back to her seat.

Next to her, Emma promptly moved closer and asked about what had happened.

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Lucia took a deep breath and shook her head without saying anything, but she knew very well in her mind that Ted was definitely brewing a plot and she was just his pawn.