Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

“Do you need to get a little closer for easier observation?” Bowen Carter asked.

ASSISTANT subconsciously replied, “No, I can see fine from here.”

It was only after he answered that he felt a chill down his neck.

He looked at his own president’s icy cold eyes, coughed dryly, and lowered his head with a sweaty forehead.

“How’s it going with the kid?” Bowen Carter asked coldly, frowning as he tossed his suit jacket into the trash.

ASSISTANT, “I’ve already arranged for someone to investigate, the doctor who delivered Madame’s baby has gone abroad for academic exchanges, and it will be some time before he can return.”

He paused for a moment, “As for the little nurses, I’ve asked them carefully, and they’re of the same caliber, all of them say that Madame threatened them with the death of the child.”

But those little nurses looked unnatural, they should be lying. But he didn’t ask anything, it’s better to wait until this matter is really investigated before telling the president.

Bowen Carter’s thin lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes full of self-deprecation.

Knew Tess Baker was a good actor who lied, but he actually believed her crap, he’s so out of his mind!

“Oh, right.” Seeing him blush, ASSISTANT spoke carefully, “After you released the Staphen Baker family, Mr. Baker let his guard down just as you thought he would, and as soon as he got out he went to …”

“Say the results.” Bowen Carter interrupted in a hushed voice, his handsome face still expressionless, but his hands were already sweating.

ASSISTANT walks over to the couch and picks up her briefcase, pulling a student ID and an ID card out of it, along with a nude pink wallet and a small, nicely wrapped box.

He put the pile on the president’s desk.

Bowen Carter already knew the truth when he saw the nude-pink wallet, but he picked up his student ID and flipped it open anyway.

He’d seen the picture on his student ID card countless times and could figure out every detail with his eyes closed:

The girl was in her youth, even without any cosmetics, her features were still breathtakingly beautiful, she was wearing a black ponytail, smiling in a good and sweet manner, with a little shyness under her eyes.

–Taking this picture while he was in front of the camera making her laugh.

Bowen Carter’s ever-cold eyes held a light tenderness underneath, and he touched the girl in the picture as if he were caressing her smooth face.

In the past, he always liked to pinch her face, but she was so shy that even if he only touched her face lightly, her face would turn red.

His favorite thing to see was the way she stared at him shyly, her face full of love and a little cuteness.

assistant, “president …”

Just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Bowen Carter raising his hand as if he were treating some most precious treasure, carefully closing his student ID card, then placing it on the table and picking up his ID card.

It says Wendy Summer, not Tess Baker.

Further down, the address where she used to live.

Bowen Carter looked at the ID card with downcast eyes, his fingers repeatedly rubbing the edges of the document. He’d searched for Lucia for quite some time since she’d disappeared for no apparent reason, but had heard absolutely nothing.

He thought he’d never see Lucia again in his life before he rushed to her face and agreed to her being Lucia’s understudy when he was ‘counted’ into bed by Tess Baker …

It’s just too dramatic, and the person he’s had his heart set on for years turns out to be right there with him!Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

But he fell in love with her all over again, but she had another man in her heart!

He was clutching this ID card so tightly that he was on the verge of breaking it.

“President, the ID card is almost … broken.” ASSISTANT couldn’t help but remind.

It was only then that Bowen Carter noticed that the ID card was bent, and if he’d put a little more force into it, he couldn’t say it would have broken. He rubbed his swollen brow and put the ID card and student ID together.

assistant had one more thing to say in a hurry, “President, that …”

“Do I need to tell you what that gesture means?” Bowen Carter made a gesture to shut up, his eyes icy.

Assistant to the mouth can only be swallowed back again, anxious to the head of a thin layer of sweat.

Bowen Carter picks up the nude pink wallet, opens it, and there’s not a penny in it, and wonders if there wasn’t a penny in it thirteen years ago, or if it’s since been taken by someone from THE Baker Family.

He looked at the picture in his money clip and drew it out, sixteen-year-old him kissing sixteen-year-old her, simple and happy, even the snowflakes drifting down on their heads reflected warmth.

If there hadn’t been that accident back then, wouldn’t he and Lucia have gotten married and had children and lived a quiet and happy life?

“President,” ASSISTANT couldn’t hold back any longer, “Since Madam is the one who is Miss Sheng, this current Miss Sheng must be a fake. However, I found someone to check on her, but I couldn’t find any mistakes, do you think it’s possible that she was intentionally arranged by someone else to be by your side?”

Bowen Carter put the nude-pink wallet, and the small, beautifully wrapped box, into a drawer and locked it away, his eyes falling on his ID and student card, and wondering what he was thinking.

“President, did you hear what I said?” Assistant was in a hurry, “This fake Wendy Summer is not coming from a good place, don’t you have to get rid of her first?”

Bowen Carter’s mind was elsewhere on the matter as he picked up his ID and student card and handed them to ASSISTANT, “Find a way to get these to Tess Baker.”

“You want to let madam know about her being Miss Sheng?” ASSISTANT took the two IDs and put them in his briefcase.

Bowen Carter stood up, “Don’t let her know I already know about this.”

With that, he headed for the office door.

“Okay.” ASSISTANT looked at his back and said in a very fast tone, “President, should that fake Wendy Summer be … kicked out first or have someone monitor it?”

Before the words were out of his mouth, the door slammed shut on Bowen Carter.

All of assistant’s unfinished words were swallowed.

“There you are!” Secretary Wang pushed the door in and asked with a palpitating heart, “I see that the president doesn’t look too good, what’s wrong?”

“What do you think?” Assistant glanced at the briefcase, already thinking about how to tell Tess Baker about her being Wendy Summer.

“This is the new project proposal that President Liu mentioned, I put it on the table.” Secretary Wang felt that it was better for her to know less about the president’s personal matters, she put a pile of information on the president’s desk and casually complained, “I don’t know what’s going on with the new little secretary in the secretary’s office, her performance was quite good a while ago, but she’s always been absentminded this time around.”

ASSISTANT had something on his mind and didn’t take it personally when he heard it, he gave a haphazard hmmm, said something and left.

…

Tess Baker picked up her wet clothes from the floor and put them on, only to feel dizzy and a little hot on her forehead. She touched her forehead in a daze and thought she might have a fever.

But so what, even if she said she had a fever and needed to see a doctor, those two bodyguards wouldn’t dare let her out, they’d just call Bowen Carter.

What about Bowen Carter? Probably think she’s lying to her again?

Tess Baker tugged at her lip and wobbled toward the bathroom door, picking up her pace when she felt someone peeking in.