Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 383: Do You Dare To Say It Again?

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"You didn’t go to the party last night?"

During the break, Lily and Summer questioned Margaret at the break room.

Lily stared at Margaret, like a tiger watching its prey. Just as Lily was about to approach, Summer rushed over and grabbed Margaret, staring at her neck.

"What is this? Mr. Jorgansen did it?"

Making a love bite on Margaret’s neck, did he want to tell everybody that she was his wife?

Margaret reached out to hide it. But Lily pulled her collar, and then put on an excited and somewhat strange smile.

"What are you doing? You are so shameless."

Margaret struggled to be free from the two demon-like women, but she was blocked by them in the corner.

"Mrs. Jorgansen, you didn’t go to the party last night. I thought you were going to hand Mr. Jorgansen over. I didn’t expect you to be skilled in dealing with your husband.

"Tell me, how did you hook up with Mr. Jorgansen last night? Did you have sex with him?"

Lily sat on the bar chair, ate the potato chips, and smiled at Margaret.

"Your math teacher must have told you. Before writing the answer, write the process in detail first.

"I know that you are not good at writing. We won’t make things difficult for you. Just say it," Summer looked at Margaret and said.

Then Summer sat beside Lily and gave her five.

They waited for Margaret to tell the story.

Margaret tidied up her collar and forced a smile at them.

"You know that I am not good at learning. I can’t even give the answer, not to mention to tell the process."

As soon as she finished speaking, Margaret grabbed a bag of potato chips and ran out of the break room.

The break room was too dangerous. She decided that she would not go in for three days.

Lily and Summer exchanged their views.

Summer asked curiously, "Does Mr. Jorgansen have poor eyesight? Why was he willing to marry Margaret? Aren’t we smarter than her?"

Lily waved her hand and said, "You don’t understand. A man with a complicated background often likes an innocent woman. It’s a popular match in online novels."

"What is that?"

"Demons with angels. Foxes with rabbits!"

"What a good match!"

"That’s right. What a good match!"

Mr. Jorgansen was such a shrewd and capable man. He was indeed the best match for Margaret, a secretary who only knew how to make coffee.

"I thought Mr. Jorgansen must be craving for Margaret’s body," Lily said in a low voice.

Summer couldn’t agree more.

Lily took the potato chips back, "How did you know?"

Summer narrowed her sharp eyes and smiled strangely, "From Mr. Jorgansen’s gazes at Margaret. Filled with possessiveness."

The tyrannical boss fell in love with his secretary.

A plot could make someone excited.

Lily and Summer felt so happy and satisfied that they were surrounded by gossip.

"Really? But I feel that Mr. Jorgansen’s gazes were kind of perverted."

Lily ate the potato chips and spoke out her thoughts deep in her heart.

The sharp gaze, the overbearing possessiveness, and the merciless scolding at any time and place combined and formed a perverted love.

Summer’s eyes lit up with excitement, "A paranoid man with his little wife. I also like it!"

They became more excited and kept talking.

Margaret returned to her desk and nervously twisted her clothes.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of her.

It knocked on the table, making a crisp sound.

Margaret raised her head and was startled to see Julian.

"What have you done? Why are you so guilty?"

Julian had just come back from the conference room. Then he saw Margaret curled up in her seat, looking around like a thief.

Luckily, the staff in the Jorgansen Group knew that she was Julian’s wife. Otherwise, they would have suspected that she was a spy from the rival company and was

stealing information here.

"I am guilty? It’s all because that you have done something shameful. I don’t have the face to see anyone now."

Margaret blushed and complained endlessly in disgust.

Julian frowned in confusion. But when he saw she was grabbing her collar, he understood and smiled.

"It is normal for a couple to do that. Do you think it’s embarrassing? You don’t need to care about others’ views."

Margaret looked around in shock and turned to Julian, "Shut up. Julian, are you crazy?"

They were in the company now. If the colleagues heard his words, how would they think of her in the future?

In other people’s hearts, she was a pitiful wife who was always bullied on the bed.

However, Julian still pretended not to care and looked at Margaret with a fascinating smile.

The young girls in the secretariat were all tempted and peeped inside with excitement.

"How can Mr. Jorgansen be so charming? He even said those words in public, making me blush and quicken my heartbeat," they thought.

"Julian, do you feel ashamed?"

Margaret covered her face and tried to avoid others’ gazes.

She complained silently, "They must be laughing at me to death."

"I don’t. If you do, come in with me."

He tapped the desk again. The crisp sound immediately attracted the others.

Margaret didn’t dare to look at them.

She could only follow Julian into his office.

The moment the door closed, Margaret breathed a sigh of relief.

But Julian suddenly approached her and pressed her against the door. He lowered his head, let out a charming smile.

His breath hit her fair and tender face.

"Is being Mrs. Jorgansen such a shameful thing?"

Margaret heard his laughter.

Her fingertips brushed her ear and rolled up the scattered hair.

He leaned down and whispered against her ear, "Aren’t you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Margaret was stunned. She had a premonition and subconsciously turned to open the door.

With a bang, the door closed quickly once again.

The loud noise attracted the attention of the others outside and ignited their curiosity.

They gathered together, letting out a burst of excited screams.

"Mr. Jorgansen is so passionate!

"He must be doing something to Margaret."

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In the CEO’s office.

Margaret leaned against the door and looked up at Julian with a vigilant expression.

She muttered in a low voice, "At working hours, you must control yourself."

Julian let out a chuckle and started unbuttoning his suit jacket.

He pursed his lips. "I don’t need to control myself in the face of my wife."

Seeing that his jacket was about to be taken off, Margaret was angry and held his hand.

"Don’t do that. We are both famous people. This is not good!" Margaret quickly pulled up his suit and arranged the tie for him.

When she saw that he was in a meticulous suit, a thought suddenly occurred to her, ’A beast wearing clothes.’

Margaret pursed her lips and muttered in her heart, ’A handsome bastard.’

"Don’t take off your clothes. After all, it’s still working hours now. I’m fulfilling my duty to remind you."

Margaret chuckled in embarrassment. But Julian grabbed her wrist.

She became nervous, "Mr. Jorgansen, you can’t be so unreasonable, right?" Julian could not help but laugh to see her guilty and nervous expression.

"Don’t worry. I will pay your salary. Aren’t you afraid of losing face outside? They can’t see you now."

Before Margaret could react, Julian lowered his head and kissed her.

His arms around her waist also tightened in an instant. He could not wait to hug Margaret tightly.

Margaret was restrained in his arms.

She struggled free but was held even more forcefully. Julian’s heavy breathing sounded in her ears.

"Don’t move again, or I will be unreasonable as you said."

As expected, Margaret stopped struggling and became quite like a docile kitten.

She froze in place and stared at him with her black eyes widened.

It was rare to see that she was so obedient. He met her gaze and wore a satisfied smile.

"If you go out like this, what will they think?"

Margaret gritted her teeth, ’I will shatter you first!’

"Mr. Jorgansen, aren’t you busy with work? If you have time, let’s go further. Anyway, it is not the first time. I don’t mind the time and the place. At most, the others can do nothing but just laugh at me."

Margaret pretended to cry. Her eyes were wet as if her tears would fall at any time.

Her lips became much redder after being kissed. She pursed them slightly as if she had been bullied and felt wronged.

Julian frowned. He knew she was acting.

"Get me a cup of coffee." He asked helplessly.

After saying that, he walked to his desk, not making things difficult for her anymore.

Margaret looked at Julian’s tall and straight back and blinked her eyes in disbelief.

He let her off so easily?

He was indeed capricious and always changed his face in a short while.

It was said that men would not refuse weak women as his protective desire would be awakened.

As long as she pretended to be wronged and pitiful, Julian would not do anything to her.

Margaret felt that her performance was quite good.

She rolled her eyes. And then she went to the break room and made a cup of coffee.

She placed the coffee cup on the table and made a crisp sound.

Julian looked up at her with dissatisfaction.

’Did she take the wrong medicine? I had let her go, how could she still be so angry like this?’

"Don’t you want to make coffee in the future?"

Margaret looked at him in surprise, ’Had he changed again in such a short time?’

"Can I?"

Julian took a sip of coffee, "I think you have a lot of resentment for making coffee."

"I am the daughter of the Anderson family, rich, noble, and full of talent. You give me such a simple job. Why can’t I have resentment?

"My tender and fair hands are to guide the whole Group, not to make you coffee." Margaret muttered and rolled her eyes in disdain from time to time.

Julian looked at her naive appearance and smiled, "If you don’t make the coffee, what else can you do?

"The Jorgansen Group has paid you with such a high salary, can you only print documents for me?"

"Then I can do something else. For example ... I know how to print software," Margaret replied with no confidence.

She turned her head to the side and whispered, "Anyway, it’s a shared property. I am your wife and can get the salary even if I don’t work."

Julian didn’t expect her to have such a deep understanding.

Looking at her thick face, Julian swept the documents to the side and patted the table with a serious smile.

"You know what I mean. Do you want to do it yourself, or I help you?" Margaret rolled her eyes, ’I don’t know what you mean!’

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to share the property with me. But you have to give me the living expenses. I can help you do something else in the future."

"What can you do?"

Margaret frowned and thought for a moment. Then she said hesitantly, "How about

... an eye candy?"

For example, if she had the time and was in a good mood, she could attend a cocktail party with him next time.

The smile on Julian’s face deepened.

His deep eyes were full of mystery.

"Do you think you are suitable?"

He sized up Margaret as if he was seeing her through.

Margaret noticed his sharp gazes.

She immediately turned around, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and said arrogantly, "I think I can do it.

"Whether it works or not, we will only know after we try it."

But the next moment she was pulled into his arms.

She was forced to sit on his thigh. She tried to get up but was pressed down by Julian.

"Why do you escape? You said you want to be eye candy."

"What are you trying to do?"

Seeing that she turned vigilant again, Julian smiled, "Test your business ability."

Margaret was speechless, ’You just are trying to take advantage of me!’

"I think making coffee is more suitable for me."

She had made much for him and didn’t need to test.

Margaret wanted to struggle free, but Julian held her tightly.

Lowering his head, he let out a low laugh against her ear.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I don’t need you to make coffee anymore, because I think you have more important uses.

"You are fragrant than coffee."

Margaret went crazy, ’Do you dare to say it again?’ "Mr. Jorgansen, it is inappropriate."

Julian touched her cheek, held her chin, and brought her closer to him.

He said calmly, "You’ve been my personal secretary for so long. So you certainly have to meet my personal desire."

Margaret could stand, ’You bastard. I will kill you.’