CHAPTER 76: CHAPTER 76: SNAGGED STOCKINGS

After the meeting, Lemon found Stella Jennings, "Team Leader Jennings, can I borrow someone from you?"

Stella Jennings glanced at her, "Who?"

Lemon smiled, "Our group’s translator, Laura Quincy! Didn’t she go on a business trip to the Vinera vineyard chateau with Young Master Thorne last time? They sent over a lot of materials, and Young Master Thorne wants me to hand them over to Laura for translation. He even mentioned borrowing her to stay in my office for two days because the document is urgent, and I need to fax it to Young Master Thorne as soon as she’s done."

Serena Jennings was also aware of this matter, it’s just—

"Is Young Master Thorne interested in Laura?"

"Team Leader Jennings, those are your words, not mine! As Young Master Thorne’s secretary, I never concern myself with his personal life. As for Laura! She’s already pretty and capable, getting Young Master Thorne’s favor is quite natural!"

Lemon’s tone was relaxed, without any envy or derogation, speaking very naturally.

Stella Jennings laughed, "Everyone used to pair you with Young Master Thorne, after all, you’re quite pretty too."

Lemon shyly twirled her hair a bit, "Is that so? I’m so happy to get your compliment, Team Leader Jennings! Young Master Thorne, well! He’s a playboy! Who he’s interested in comes and goes, hardly lasting long! Don’t you think, Team Leader Jennings?"

She really hit the nail on the head with her words.

Stella Jennings understood well, "You’re a smart one!"

Lemon also laughed, "If I were too dumb, Young Master Thorne wouldn’t have kept me around so long!"

With this conversation, Stella Jennings was convinced that Asher Thorne was indeed interested in Laura Quincy, after all, Asher Thorne was known as a playboy, with countless women catching his eye.

At the same time, the number of women he discarded was equally innumerable...

Lemon, being beautiful and well-shaped, must possess some extraordinary talents to stay as his secretary for so many years, otherwise, Asher Thorne wouldn’t tolerate a silly and unreasonable woman as his secretary.

Stella Jennings understood the reasoning behind this, the Thorne Family is a family of diplomats, powerful and influential, Old Mr. Thorne wouldn’t allow his grandson to marry just any woman.

So, he’s merely playing with Laura Quincy...

With that thought, she relaxed.

Since Jason Hawthorne and Asher Thorne are good brothers, it’s impossible for them to simultaneously be interested in the same woman.

After all, Laura Quincy isn’t exactly a rare beauty worthy of two men fighting to the death.

"Since it’s Young Master Thorne’s wish, how could I not comply? Besides, Laura doesn’t have much on her plate these days. When does she need to go over?"

"The sooner, the better. Young Master Thorne is eager to buy that vineyard chateau!"

"Alright, I’ll call her over."

"Thank you so much, Team Leader Jennings."

After the call, Stella Jennings couldn’t help but ask, "Is the President in the office?"

Lemon replied naturally, "It’s Monday today, of course he is! But he’s probably in a meeting right now!"

Stella Jennings acknowledged and didn’t ask further.

Mondays are generally busy, and she had many things to deal with herself, so it’s better not to go looking for Jason and risk irritating him.

Hearing the news that she was to be transferred to the 59th floor for two days, Laura Quincy was reluctant. The last thing she wanted was to see The Demon King and Jasper Hawthorne.

"Lemon, can I translate it in my office and send you the email after?"

"That’s too slow! And I might not be around when you send it! I often have other things to do, I can’t just sit by the computer waiting for your email, right?"

"..."

After some bargaining, Laura still ended up going with Lemon to the 59th floor.

Thus, the rumors about her and Young Master Thorne became even more believable...

Laura decided to pretend she didn’t hear them and concentrated on her work.

Around five in the afternoon, she finished translating the materials that were sent over, then rubbed her sore shoulders and took a couple of steps.

Because she was afraid of running into those two men, she hadn’t left the office since she entered.

When Lemon came in to print documents, she couldn’t help but say, "Are you really planning on staying in the office all the time? Manager Hawthorne doesn’t work on this floor anyway, he was only here for a meeting that day, normally he wouldn’t come."

Laura made an embarrassed expression, she didn’t expect to be seen through by Lemon...

"Then I’ll go to the pantry to grab a cup of coffee."

"Go! The coffee on the 59th floor is the best in our entire building!"

"Hmm..."

The pantry was easy to find, not far from Lemon’s office. Apart from Lemon, there were two older female secretaries on this floor, who didn’t talk much, unlike Crystal Langley and the others who gathered to gossip every day.

Indeed, women working on the 59th floor couldn’t possibly be gossipy all day long, otherwise, they would have been fired ages ago.

Laura poured herself a cup of coffee, took a sip, and indeed, it was better than the coffee on the 36th floor!

She turned and leaned against the bar, and just as she was about to leave after indulging for a moment, she heard the sound of her stocking ripping...

She bent over to check the damage, and since it was the back of her right leg that ripped, she could only bend her right leg and twist her head back...

That’s when Jason Hawthorne walked in and saw this scene—

It was hard to forget.

From behind, her leg lines were slender, yet enough to capture his gaze.

He couldn’t help but speak in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

The sudden husky male voice startled Laura, causing her to almost fall to the ground...

Luckily, Jason Hawthorne was quick to catch her by the waist, and the two ended up in an intimately "hugging" position, as Laura awkwardly explained, "My stocking got caught when I stood up, so I wanted to see how big the hole was..."

Jason Hawthorne observed her flushed face, "Oh? Let me take a look."

Laura Quincy hurriedly waved her hand, "No need."

Jason Hawthorne steadied her, then squatted down slightly, his rough fingers slowly wandering on her calf...

Laura Quincy felt unbearably ticklish, pulled her leg back, "Really, no need! I’m heading back."

Jason Hawthorne pressed her leg down, "There’s a hole the size of a thumb."

Laura Quincy exclaimed, "Oh! Really? Does it look bad?"

Jason Hawthorne stood up, "Looks like you need a new pair."

Laura Quincy sighed. Pantyhose are consumables that sometimes get torn accidentally; she’s glad she bought a lot and stocked them at home, so even if they’re ripped, she can replace them.

Jason Hawthorne changed the topic, "How’s the translation of the documents going?"

Laura Quincy looked up at him in surprise. He actually knew about her translating documents on the 59th floor?

Then she thought, of course, he’s the president; there’s nothing he wouldn’t know in the company.

She was overthinking.

"The documents that Young Master Thorne sent over are already translated."

"Oh!"

With a simple word, Jason Hawthorne poured himself a cup of coffee.

Laura Quincy thought: The dignified president actually pours coffee himself? Doesn’t he have a dedicated secretary?

Then she shook her head again; it’s none of her business anyway!

"President Hawthorne, I’m heading back to the office."

"Wait."

Jason Hawthorne suddenly called out to her.

Laura Quincy stood there inexplicably, watching as The Demon King approached her with his coffee, from one meter to 80 centimeters, then to 30 centimeters...

Oh my!

What does he want now?

Laura Quincy reflexively thought of the time he kissed her, hastily stepping back, mumbling nervously, "Don’t..."

Before she finished speaking, Jason Hawthorne reached out, "You have coffee foam at the corner of your mouth."

Laura Quincy: "..."

She was suddenly so embarrassed she wanted to crawl into a hole.

So humiliating!

Jason Hawthorne glanced at her cheeks, which were flushed bright red, "Did you think I was going to kiss you?"

Laura Quincy stammered, "No... I didn’t..."

Jason Hawthorne’s dark eyes sparkled brightly, "Really? Your face is so red..."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch her face, but Laura Quincy dodged away.

"President Hawthorne, this is a company; please respect yourself!"

"What did I do?"

"I’m just an ordinary employee and hope President Hawthorne remembers our previous agreement to keep over a meter apart."

Saying this, Laura Quincy fled quickly.

Watching her retreating figure hastily escape, Jason Hawthorne’s lips slowly curled into a profound and mysterious smile.

He was determined to have this woman!

As soon as she returned to the office, Lemon joked, "What happened? Is there a tiger chasing you?"

Laura Quincy sat back in her seat, "It’s nothing; my pantyhose got snagged, and I didn’t want too many people to see, so I left in a hurry."

Lemon glanced at her leg, "If you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have even noticed! But men tend to pay attention to women’s legs in pantyhose, while women mostly don’t."

Laura Quincy tidied up her loose hair, "Yeah! So embarrassing..."

Her comment had a deeper meaning, only she understood it.

The next day passed quietly; Laura Quincy didn’t encounter The Demon King again, which slightly calmed her mood.

Around four in the afternoon, she suddenly received a call from her friend Nina Pierce, who sounded unusually happy, "Laura! Something incredible happened!"

Laura Quincy was puzzled, "What?"

Nina Pierce was excited, "Do you remember a couple of weeks ago when we went shopping? We ran into a raffle event and I tried my luck."

Laura Quincy remembered, "So... are you saying you won?"

Nina Pierce: "Bingo! And it’s the grand prize! A free five-day trip to Siamara for two! Including round-trip airfare and all accommodations!"

Laura Quincy couldn’t help but throw cold water on her friend, "Are you sure it’s real?"

Nina Pierce nodded, "Of course! I’ve called to confirm it! Plus, I searched it on the internet, and everyone says it’s real."

Laura Quincy still felt such lucky things might not be real, "What if it’s a scam?"

Nina Pierce pouted, "How could that be? The department store even contacted me, and I’ve already submitted our names, and we can pick up the tickets tomorrow morning."

Laura Quincy was shocked, "What? My name?"