Sweet Sexy Lover

Chapter 38 Truly Reached a Dead End

"I...I didn't." Christy didn't expect that it would be Enrique's number. When did he save his number on

her phone?

Enrique's seducing voice was a bit forceful. "You did. If you didn’t, why would you call me?"

"I really didn't miss you, I..."

Christy was about to explain but was interrupted by Enrique.

"I said call me if you miss me. Are you illiterate?"

"How would I know it was you?"

"If you didn’t know it's me and you called, then you are thinking about another man?" Enrique's low and

enchanting voice was a little cold. He raised his voice a little bit.

Christy was defeated, so she could only say, "Sorry, I made the call by mistake. I won't disturb you. I'll

be hanging up..."

"What do you need me for?" Enrique's suddenly spoke again. He asked her in a confident tone, not a

questioning tone.

His voice was calm and solemn, indicating that he was not asking casually, but seriously.

Christy frowned and was about to bite her lips when she heard Enrique's deep voice.

"Lip biting is not allowed."

Christy was startled, and her big eyes widened. How did he know that she was biting her lip?

She looked up and down.

"Don't look. Do you think I could appear on top of you or behind you? What do you actually need from Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

me?"

When he said the last sentence, there was a hint of eagerness in his calm voice.

Christy stopped appearing surprised. She looked down and said, somewhat discouraged, "I was locked

in the dorm by my classmate..."

Before she could finish her words, Enrique cut her off. "Wait for me."

"What?" She didn't seem to hear him clearly.

Enrique hung up the phone and said, "Turn around and go to Starfield."

Clifton, who was driving, turned and looked at Enrique in the back seat in surprise. "President, why are

you going to Starfield? Is today’s meeting going to be cancelled?"

Enrique partly closed his eyes and said solemnly, "Tell them it’s cancelled."

"Huh? President, would that be a little inappropriate? Secretary Collin said that more than a dozen

high-level executives from Britain, France, Germany, and Italy have already arrived and are waiting in

the meeting room. Not only them, but also the senior executives of various domestic branches have

arrived. If the meeting is cancelled, then wouldn’t they have made the trip for nothing? President,

perhaps you could reconsider it? This is a very important meeting held once every three years. What is

more important than this...?"

When speaking the word "important", Clifton received Enrique’s sharp gaze and his voice suddenly

weakened, "We’ll arrive in one minute. Do you really want to turn around?"

"Throw him out," Enrique said to Boone.

"President, don’t be angry. I'll turn around right away." Clifton saw that Boone was about to throw him

out, so he immediately turned around to head to Starfield Communication University after he finished

speaking.

"We must arrive within twenty minutes."

Enrique gave an order, and Clifton stomped on the accelerator violently and hurried to Starfield.

The more anxious she felt, the more slowly time seemed to pass. Christy only waited for a while in her

dorm and it felt as if she had waited for a long time.

She looked at her phone and frowned. Would Enrique also lie to her?

Would he come?

He was not related to her in anyway, so why would he come?

It seemed that she had truly come to a dead end.

She curled her lips out of self-pity.

‘Christy, no matter how hard you work, what is the point? Even if there is an opportunity, it won’t be

yours.’

‘You might as well spend your life playing minor roles.’

Forget it.

She took a deep breath, no longer anxious, and started giving up.