Chapter 502: Chapter 502

###Chapter 499 Encounter After Returning Home - Part 9

Simply, she had no choice but to escape.

When she came to Preston's for the first time, there were not many things, and William himself had a very capable secretary. His secretary was Linda, so her job was relatively rare and easy.

"Miss Ivelle, you need to go through these documents, look at the general contents of the contract and arrange Mr. Preston's itinerary for tomorrow," Linda told Ivelle about her work. It was probably an emergency. She looked at her cell phone as she spoke.

Ivelle asked, "Sister Linda, are you all right?"

She nodded. "I'm going to pick up my daughter later. I have to pick up my daughter ten minutes earlier. It's easy to get stuck in traffic."

She looked at her face, she was probably less than 40 years old. Ivelle said, "You have a daughter yet you look so young!"

She smiled at her and told her work way, "Miss Ivelle, you are very talkative, thank you but I have to go now."

She picked up her bag and hurried out. There seemed to be a lot of strong women in business these days.

After a while, she saw the man in a black suit at the door of the office.

"Boss Preston, is there anything else you need?" She subconsciously looked at the time.

He raised his eyebrows. "Grace invited us to dinner, let's join them!"

Ivelle was stupefied and paused. "Did she ask you out?" Grace was too bold, wasn't she? How would she dare to make an appointment?

He nodded. "Let's go!"

When Ivelle got on the bus, she remembered that Grace had his phone number and asked him, "When did Grace have your phone number?"

He raised his eyebrows and started the car. "She asked for it when you exchanged cell phone numbers at the airport."

At the traffic light intersection, she was thinking of Linda and said, "Boss Preston, has Linda been with you for many years?"

He looked sideways at her and said in a faint voice, "She used to follow my grandfather. She had a good ability to work and then my grandfather asked her to follow me."

Ivelle nodded.

When he saw her nodding, he raised his eyebrow and asked, "What's the matter?"

"No, I'm just a little curious. Usually, the secretaries of big bosses are young and beautiful but Linda has a family in her old age. I didn't understand it at first, so I asked."

He frowned slightly and said sarcastically, "I've read too many miscellaneous books and my brain is not working well. Secretaries in the workplace are valued for their ability, not skin. The boss is so wretched in your heart."

"Of course not!" Ivelle shook her head and said no.

He said, "Read more useful books."

Me?

So, she was being despised?

At the door of Zero, Grace was wearing a sexy black skirt and makeup. She was particularly conspicuous at the door with an excellent figure.

As they got out of the car, William threw the car keys to the parking brother.

Grace greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "Boss Preston, I'm really surprised that you can come. Thank you so much."

With a smirk on her face, the woman looked at Ivelle and said, "Didn't Miss Ivelle say she couldn't come? What are you doing here? Is this also personal service?"

Ivelle looked at her because William was there and she couldn't talk to her. Ivelle leaned on her and said, "Are you going to report today?"

"You can see that?" She smiled brightly and said to her, "Tonight, I'm going to hit on Mr. Preston!"

What else could she say? Ivelle looked at her and nodded. "Good luck."

In fact, William was indeed a diamond bachelor in the hearts of many women, handsome and golden, a son of a famous family and ordinary girls can hardly meet him, this encounter, of course, can't be missed.

Grace packed a private room and entertained them on the second floor after dinner.

When Ivelle saw Rafaela in the private room, she was stupefied for a moment but without too much entanglement, she sat down and said hello.

"Rafaela was called by Jacintha but I didn't call her." Grace leaned against her ear and said, "I should have told Jacintha in advance. I was bored to death."

Ivelle smiled and didn't say much.

Eating and chatting was probably a pastime between adults. Ivelle originally thought that men like William who were cold in their bones did not like this way.

But there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, on the contrary, he was very approachable too with everyone.

After they drank, she felt a little hot, so she got up and went to the bathroom.

When Ivelle heard the footsteps behind her, she looked back. When Ivelle saw Rafaela following her, she was stupefied for a moment, "Will you go to the bathroom?"

She nodded, her face cold. "Hmm!"

Ivelle didn't say much. She went into the bathroom and washed her face. When she came out of the bathroom, she seemed to have left.

The corridor was covered with carpets. Stepping on it was very soft to the feet, very comfortable."Ah!" There was a sound in front of her.

It was Rafaela.

Startled, Ivelle took a few steps to take a look. In the corridor, Rafaela seemed to have sprained her ankle and leaned against the man in a black suit.

People who are too familiar with him would know at a glance that it was him.

"Sir, can you give me a hand? I sprained my ankle. " Rafaela said and took the initiative to hold Jordan's arm.

Ivelle frowned, obviously a little disgusted, but the gentleman did not push her away directly but motioned to Felix behind him to help her.

Ivelle pursed her lips, turned back, and was ready to go.

She didn't know what to say. She subconsciously wants to avoid it.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but turn around and trot in the opposite direction.

The sound of footsteps followed and the familiar breath that belonged to him suddenly hugged her from behind.

Without waiting for her to do anything, he pulled her closer to a vacant private room.

In the dark environment, the man did not say a word, he eagerly kissed her.

In the quiet air, there was only the rapid heartbeat of each other.

Ivelle could not breathe, she was pressed against the wall by him, almost all the air was plundered by him and she could no longer breathe.

After a long time, he moved his lips away.

Ivelle raised her hand and tried to push him away. He pressed her hand and the man's voice was low and hoarse. "Where else do you want to push me? How far do you want to push me?"