Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Inside the Rolls Royce, in front of The Carter Group’s headquarters.

Bowen Carter rubbed his swollen brow, took out his cell phone, flipped to the numbers of the two bodyguards, and dialed. It was answered quickly there, but he frowned and hung up without saying a word.

He’d only been away from Tess Baker for a little over half an hour, and he was trying to find someone to ask about her, which was crazy!

“Hello president.” Someone jogged all the way over once the car stopped, respectfully pulling open the door and standing aside.

Bowen Carter got out of his car and entered The Carter Group with a blank face.

“Good morning President!”

“Hello President!”

Seeing his ugly face, three or two employees greeted him with trepidation, fearing that he would spill his temper on them.

It was only when he got into the president’s elevator that they whispered about–

“The president seems to be in a bad mood, scared me to death!”

“Do you think the president has ever been in a good mood? I’m heartbroken for Secretary Wang and ASSISTANT, they have to have a heart attack if they follow the president around all day …”

“President and Mrs. and good those days, the mood is still quite good, I heard that also gave the group of people in the secretary’s office bonus doubled. Just Mrs. … I don’t say, you all know it right!”

“Know shit!” The HR manager came between them and slapped one of them on the head, “Talking about the president gossip in the company, do you guys not want your dog’s head anymore?”

A few people laughed and dispersed.

Ding!

The elevator arrives.

Bowen Carter got off the elevator and went into the president’s office.

“President, young master Gate called and said that he wants to have a meal with you, and by the way, he said … some things about Mrs. Gate, do you think this meal should go?” ASSISTANT had been waiting in the office for a long time, and when she saw him come in, she immediately greeted him.

This time, the president and Mrs. quite fierce, but he felt that the president still can not let go of Mrs., otherwise this kind of thing he would not ask the president.

Bowen Carter didn’t even stop for a second in his tracks as he walked straight to his chair and sat down, “Since when do I get to meet any of these cats and dogs?”

“Then I’ll get back to Young Master Gate and tell him that you don’t have time.” He spoke calmly, but it was as calm as the calm before a storm, and ASSISTANT pressed the palms of his hands against his suit pants, rubbing sweat into his shirt.

“Just a minute.” Bowen Carter had just opened a file, but frowned at his answer and closed it back up, looking up at him, “Did he say anything about what happened?”

“I’ve asked, but Young Master Gate said he’d only talk if he saw you face to face.” ASSISTANT said.

Bowen Carter blushes as Dennis Gate actually makes a deal with him!

assistant, “President, what do you mean …”

“Inform him to meet me at the Star Restaurant.” Bowen Carter put his pen on the table, stood up, grabbed his jacket and headed out the door.

He was in no way curious about the Tess Baker thing, just wondering what the hell Dennis Gate was up to!

ASSISTANT sighed silently, he knew that the president still couldn’t let go of madam!

Bowen Carter drove to the Star Restaurant, and when he arrived, Dennis Gate’s car was already parked out front.

“Master Carter, Young Master Gate is waiting for you in the 302 private room, please follow me.” The waiter came over and said.

Bowen Carter nodded with a tight, handsome face and followed the maitre d’ into the restaurant, all the way to room 302.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

In the booth, Dennis Gate is sitting in a chair, looking down at something.

He wore a beige cashmere top with a pair of dark jeans underneath, still gentle and elegant, just with a faint green shadow under his eyes, not in good spirits, and looking much thinner.

It was only when he heard the door open that he looked up and smiled lightly, “It’s not easy to meet Master Carter.”

As he spoke, he stood up and extended his hand toward Bowen Carter.

But Bowen Carter just glanced at his hand and then indifferently withdrew his eyes, with no intention at all of shaking his hand.

Seeing this, Dennis Gate withdrew his hand with a natural look, but the atmosphere in the room did not ease, but became more tense, like the calm before the storm.

After pulling out a chair for Bowen Carter, the waiter stood aside, swallowing carefully, even his breathing unconsciously softened.

“Master Carter and I will look over the menu and call you later.” Dennis Gate said as he inclined his head at the waiter.

Hearing this, the waiter hurriedly said yes and fled leaving the private room, even forgetting to close the door.

Dennis Gate walked to the door and said softly, “Master Carter sit down, look at the menu first and we’ll talk about it while we eat.”

Closing the door behind him, he retraced his steps to his seat and sat down.

Bowen Carter followed and sat down but didn’t look at the menu on the table, his eyes locked on the man across from him, “What did you want to talk about when you came to me?”

“Master Carter isn’t as patient as I thought.” Dennis Gate flipped through the menu, “I didn’t know Master Carter’s tastes either, so I ordered what I wanted.”

By the time the words fell, his hand had landed on the button to call the waiter.

Bowen Carter’s face sank and he said in a cold voice, “You’d better not get in my face!”

“Just because of The Gate Group, I wouldn’t dare pull a stunt in front of you.” Dennis Gate’s fingers lightly clasped the tabletop, his amber eyes filled with self-deprecation.

Knock knock!

The waiter knocked on the door and walked in.

Dennis Gate flipped through the menu and ordered a dozen dishes.

The chef here was quick and efficient, and it didn’t take much time before the dishes they ordered were served.

The waiters wore standard smiles on their faces, but the atmosphere in the private room was so tense that their hands were sweating. They put away the dishes at the fastest speed in their lives and walked out in turn.

Dead silence returned to the booth as the door closed.

Dennis Gate picked up his chopsticks and spoke out to break the silence, “Master Carter try the seafood made here, it’s delicious.”

He spun the table and turned the poached fish in front of Bowen Carter.

“You’re wasting my time.” Bowen Carter’s eyes were cloudy, all Tess Baker had on his mind was Dennis Gate, what was it about him that he wasn’t better than him?

Just the thought of her blossoming delicately beneath Dennis Gate made him want to smash the pile on the table into Dennis Gate’s face!

Dennis Gate put down his chopsticks and the very light smile on his face turned serious, “Do you really think Tess Baker did this leak?”

“You have five minutes.” Bowen Carter lifted his wrist to check his watch, no longer wanting to listen to Dennis Gate’s bullshit!

Dennis Gate frowned slightly and took out his briefcase, taking a file out of it and handing it over to Bowen Carter, “You should have believed her, I got someone to look into it, this leak in The Carter Group was done by a junior secretary, and it had nothing to do with her.”

Reason told Bowen Carter that this information must be faked by Dennis Gate, but he took it with near urgency and opened it.

It’s not that he can’t let go of Tess Baker, he just doesn’t want to misunderstand people!

“You misunderstood Tess Baker that time with the wiretap, too. At the time, she felt so ashamed of THE Gate family, and I took advantage of that guilt and asked her to help me put the bug in your office, but she mistakenly believed me when I said I would only take one sunshine project.” Dennis Gate doesn’t want Tess Baker and Bowen Carter together, but he wants to see her upset even more.