Chapter 18 - A Noisy Duck

Every time she left the Abraham Group, Scarlett hoped that it would be the last time. But when she stepped in again, it was filled with pressure.

Holding the homemade strawberry mousse with one hand, Scarlett slightly patted her face which was stiff out of lack of sleep with another.

She had insomnia last night for a shameful reason.

She had dreamed that Mike was having sex with her...

With the memory of the dream floating into her mind, Scarlett blushed. To distract herself, she quickly took out the instruction she carried with her.

She had memorized most of the content in the instruction "Things About Mike Abraham", which had been with her for almost four years.

After repeatedly reading, she was sure that Mike was fond of gentle girls. However, he called her "my wild pussy cat" again and again in her dream, and even required her to be as wild as she could!

His voice was low and husky.

Thinking of this, Scarlett's heart skipped a beat and she barely managed to stabilize her mind.

When they were still together, he seemed to have whispered this sentence to her more than once.

Those memories were too much for her that she even felt that her body had a chemical reaction to them...

Supporting her face with both hands, she told herself, "Scarlett, stop it! Eyes on the prize!"

Mike had repeatedly forced her into a corner, and she was still thinking about these things!

Mike placed obstacles in the way this time, but she made a mistake first indeed.

Scarlett was a person who dared to take responsibility. She intended to endure the humiliation and try to gain an extension of the time limit from Mike. If it didn't work, she at least got the allowance to pay in installments.

On one hand, he called her the wild pussy cat in the dream. While on the other, but it was clearly written in the instruction that he hated wild girls.

After being torn between the two directions for a while, she decided to follow the instruction.

The Lauren Group had put in a lot of effort to make this instruction, in which the information was comprehensive. Compared to the nonsense on the bed, she trusted this more.

After confirming her expression was very gentle and virtuous on the anti-light board time after time, Scarlett finally walked out of the elevator.

Instead of keeping her waiting long, Lily brought her into Mr. Abraham's office quickly this time.

Mike was as busy as ever. Sensed she coming in, he just casually looked up and took a glance, but no speaking at all. Then he lowered his head and continued to work.

Scarlett put the cake on the table, from which the fresh sweet smell spread to his nose. Soon he looked up and frowned.

"What is it?"

"The strawberry mousse cake. I made it myself. I remember you like it the most."

"I hate it very much."

"Oh, then I'll throw it away," Regretting that she didn't make the proper flattery, Scarlett felt she had no choice but to throw the cake away. It was so pity! She had done it very seriously, but Mike was too pretentious.

The exquisite dining box had already been moved to the trash can.

Suddenly, her hand was empty. When she looked again, he had already quickly snatched the dining box and placed it on the table.

Scarlett didn't know what to say at the moment.

She wondered whether he hated the cake or not.

"You disturbed my work. Go away!" He said.

Therefore, Scarlett could only sit back on the sofa, quietly waiting for him to finish his work.

Strawberry mousse was one of the desserts that she was very good at.

Mike, who had not eaten on time for several days, was inevitably half distracted by the smell of the cake and the special sweet fragrance coming from the girl on the sofa.

Realizing that his high working efficiency was affected because of her, Mike glared at her again with resentment.

Scarlett was just studying the decoration of his office the moment she was glared at. Not knowing where it came from, she just blinked innocently.

She wondered, "I didn't do anything. What was wrong with him?"

When he was finally done, he looked up and rubbed his stiff neck. The girl on the sofa had fallen asleep.

He walked over and looked down at her sleeping face, which brought him more gentleness in the eyes. Only when she was asleep would she be particularly obedient.

Scarlett was in the middle of a terrible dream.

In the dream, she was tied up by a rope and turned into a yoyo. The enlarged version of Mike, with devil horns and tusks, was pulling the rope and smiling at her gloomily.

Every time she thought that she was going to break away from his control, she was immediately pulled back by the rope.

Sensing that she was not sleeping soundly, Mike took off his suit and gently draped it over her. The dark circles under her eyes were very heavy. It seemed that she had not rested well these past few days.

"Please save me! There's a ghost!"

The talk in her sleep made Mike suddenly become nervous. Did she remember?

Lowering his head, he pressed his face against her lips.

"Scarlett, what did you just say? Say it again." Mike, who had always been cold and indifferent, actually had an unconscious expectation.

She frowned. Suddenly, she stretched out her fist and swung it at his face.

"Mike, you are an old moneybag, a shameless capitalist. Get lost!"

Being hit right at the eyes, Mike instantly became furious.

Getting up with his fists tightly clenched, he resisted the urge to beat her, but only to pull off the suit on her with a long face.

When Scarlett woke up, it was already two hours later.

"I fell asleep?" She patted her face and found that she was the only one left in the office, wondering where Mike had gone.

Even the mousse cake that she made had gone.

It was only when she went out to ask Lily did she find out that Mike had already gone to the airport. He had made the provisional decision to go out for a business trip for three days.

Scarlett regretted sleeping immediately.

It would be too late by the time Mike returned. He had said that he would sue her if he did not receive the compensation within three days.

It was the sex dream's fault!

Scarlett called Mike, but no picking up.

"When will his flight take off?"

"Five o'clock. Mrs. Abraham, are you going to the airport?" Lily treated Scarlett politely.

"Yes, I have something urgent to discuss with him!"

"I'll help you prepare the car. It's just that there might be a traffic jam at this time."

"Thank you, please, I must see him today!"

In the VIP area of the airport, Mike's special assistant Daniel Fisher kept looking at his watch.

"Mr. Abraham, are you waiting for someone?" It was already time to board the plane, but Mike sat firmly and seemed not to intend to move.

The purpose of this trip to City F was to sign a document that was very important to the Abraham Group. But Daniel could not understand what Mike was doing right now.

Giving no reply, Mike was just only calmly looking at the entrance.

His phone rang. Daniel did not dare to speak as he knew that it was a private call.

Mr. Abraham's phone had rung more than ten times in the past half an hour. The feedbacks for Daniel's reminder were some cold gazes from Mike, together with the sentence "I heard it."

But this time, Mike picked it up.

"Mike, where are you?" After being trapped in the traffic jam for a while, Scarlett finally arrived.

"VIP Room in District C."

"Wait for me. I'm already here!"

Daniel had to remind him, "Mr. Abraham, we are going to miss the fl... oh!"

"Mike, what's that?"

"Nothing. It's a very noisy duck."

Daniel couldn't help complained in mind, "Mr. Abraham, can you take your noble hand off my mouth?"

Daniel was quite speechless being called a duck and meantime being ignored like that.