While rubbing her painful head, Cherish Turner glared at him. However, the next moment, she was hooked into William Griffith's arms by his long arm.
"..." Cherish was completely speechless at the man in front of her!
"President Griffith, what are you trying to do?"
"Dinner time is almost here, come with me first!" Saying that, William pulled Cherish's hand and walked out of George Davis's office quite naturally.
Those outside saw Cherish being pulled by the big boss and began to speculate about their relationship.
"So, President Griffith came to see Cherish?"
"They look so close, could it be, the big boss is into someone like Cherish?"
"Pfft, how could that be possible? It's just because Cherish owes President Griffith money, how could he have his eyes on a poor girl like her?"
As everyone watched William Griffith and Cherish Turner walk further away, they glanced at the jealous-looking Yara King, thinking: Some people are about to soar to new heights as a phoenix!
"It's not for you to say whether he likes her or not, some people are so arrogant just because of a few hundred thousand they spent on advertising, not knowing that in other people's eyes, they are not even worth a fart!"
An employee, who usually detested Yara King, seized the opportunity to vent.
"Who are you calling not worth a fart, huh? Dare to say it again?"
"I just said it, not worth a fart, I've said it, what can you do to me?"
For a moment, the comic studio was in an uproar, and Cherish who was being dragged away by William could still hear some of the gossip.
Damn, this misunderstanding is getting worse!
"President Griffith, please let go, this is really troubling me!"
After all, men and women shouldn't be touching each other like this!
"What did I do?"
William suddenly took a step forward, cornering her.
What else? Like now, why is he getting so close to her?
"You, you, you..." Cherish wanted to say, don't get so close to me, but when she looked at William's handsome face, she was just speechless!
He was just too freaking handsome!
Moreover, he carried a faint scent of mint, which smelled really nice.
Cherish suddenly felt her legs go a little weak and her face involuntarily turned red as she was trapped between his arms.
William watched the little woman in front of him, and to his embarrassment, found that his lower body was reacting. It was really awkward!
His eyes deep, watching her adorable instinctive reactions, he really wanted to strip off her clothes, find a secluded place, and be intimate with her.
But it wasn't the right time, and he didn't want to scare her.
"Shall we go?" William finally took back his burning gaze and put on a clear expression.
"Oh..." Having been teased by the big boss, Cherish instinctively replied, feeling dizzy and hot.
This pleased William, and he intertwined his fingers with hers as they took the elevator downstairs.
All the way, Cherish stared dumbly at her little paw being held, feeling somewhat like she was in a dream.
"President Griffith..."
"Is there anything else?" William looked at her, his eyes always carrying millions of volts of electricity.
Was it her illusion? Why did Cherish always feel that the big boss seemed to be seducing her?
"Could you let go of my hand?" Her heart really couldn't take it anymore, okay?
"My hand is cold, it's warm like this!" The big boss simply said as he remained calm sitting in the elevator.
Leaving Cherish Turner feeling as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly...