novelraw Chapter 621: Ambiguity in the Office (1)
Chapter 621: Ambiguity in the Office (1)
Harry Hunter rarely delivers long speeches like this; his favorite thing to say is "hmm," sparing words to the point of being perfunctory.He only has such patience for Isabella Weaver.
Isabella Weaver listened very attentively, as having a business genius personally teach her was a rare opportunity.
She listened to Harry Hunter talk fluently and clearly point out Moonlight’s issues, then provide solutions one by one, and a special sense of admiration welled up in her heart.
Indeed, he is a man standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid, with exceptional business acumen!
On the way to the Star Region Group, Harry Hunter began to immerse himself in work.
Executives, secretaries, and others often entered and exited his office, but they just gave Isabella Weaver a simple greeting before reporting to Harry Hunter.
Isabella Weaver was seeing him work officially for the first time.
Strategizing effortlessly, sharp and swift, he carried an air of commanding an army, driving the entire group to operate at high speed.
Most people were extremely respectful and obedient to Harry Hunter, but there were also a few stubborn old-timers and hot-headed folks who recklessly confronted him, stubbornly insisting on their opinions.
Surprisingly, Harry Hunter had a strange sense of forbearance, giving them room to express themselves without directly kicking them out.
Once his work reached a stopping point, Isabella Weaver curiously asked, "Even with your greatness, are there still people who don’t respect you?"
She thought she was the only one in the company who would be questioned, but it turns out Harry Hunter also had such troubles.
"There will always be people who question you, it’s perfectly normal."
Harry Hunter settled onto the sofa, pulling his lovely wife onto his lap, lifting her chin, and giving her red lips a kiss while holding her slender waist, feeling as though all the morning’s exhaustion was swept away.
He felt contented and happy; bringing his wife to work was truly a massive perk!
Unfortunately, she was too shy, otherwise having an intimate encounter in the office... hmm, would be quite thrilling!
Harry Hunter’s hands became mischievous, yet his face stayed serious: "A wise ruler must accept more opinions; forcing everyone to follow orders, act mechanically, and turn into an authoritarian company is something only a foolish ruler would do. Do I seem like a foolish ruler to you?"
Isabella Weaver’s cheeks flushed, her face reddened as she grasped the hand under her skirt: "You do! Right now, you’re worse than a foolish ruler!"
Harry Hunter directly pressed her onto the sofa, elbows resting beside Isabella Weaver, looking down at her jade-like face, his voice deep: "Baby, you look really beautiful today; from now on, you should always wear skirts!"
"Is it because you think it’s beautiful that you want me to wear skirts, or is there another reason?"
Harry feigned ignorance: "Hmm? Another reason? What?"
Isabella Weaver tugged at his ear, her voice almost inaudible: "Don’t fool around, this is your office."
Harry Hunter’s ear was tugged, but he didn’t feel any pain; she couldn’t bear to exert force, and instead, tickled his ear, itching him to his core.
His fingers returned to her thigh, gently stroking, slowly moving upwards.
Isabella Weaver resisted, so he restrained a little, but when she relaxed, he’d start teasing her again.
Harry Hunter’s breathing gradually grew heavier; only then did he realize how convenient skirts were!
This unfamiliar office environment made Isabella Weaver extra nervous and sensitive; Harry Hunter barely touched her, and she would tremble uncontrollably.
She wrapped her arms around Harry Hunter’s neck, restraining her panting, trying to speak in what she thought was a normal voice: "Not here, what if someone comes in?"
However, once the words were out, she realized her voice had unwittingly turned coquettish!
Simply embarrassing!