Boss's Sweet Secretary

On the flyover in California, there were neon lights and cars as far as eyes could see.

James was driving the car and he had already gone around the city twice, but he still hadn't figured out what his boss wanted.

"Mr. Hans, do you want to go somewhere?"

Hans, who was sitting in the back seat, looked calm and asked emotionlessly, "What time is it?"

James stopped before he said, "Nine seventeen."

Hans looked out of the window. He seemed to be in a trance, with a trace of tiredness that could not be concealed.

Usually, when Hans looked like this, he liked to go somewhere lively.

James suggested daringly.

"A few new bars opened up at Newport. If you are interested, I can take you there to have a look."

Hans did not speak. It seemed that he silently agreed.

James took his silence as a yes. Anyway, they had been wandering on this road for almost three hours. As long as they were going somewhere, it didn't matter where. James turned the car around and headed to the downtown area.

California at 9 o'clock at night looked even more attractive than during the day. The lights on the streets were excessively bright. The city seemed to put on seductive makeup to attract more people, and the street lights seemed to shine just for them.

When the car arrived at the street with all the bars in Newport, James pulled up and led Hans through the crowd in the newly opened bar. They found a quiet spot behind the dance floor.

Hans was quite good-looking, and he was wearing an expensive suit. The Patek Philippe on his wrist was a symbol of his status. As soon as he sat down, he attracted a lot of attention. James just left for the restroom when someone came up to Hans boldly.

"Hey hottie, are you here by yourself?"

The woman in the pink mini skirt had pale green curly hair on her shoulders, which was quite artistic. On closer inspection, although she had on heavy makeup, she looked natural. She didn't have a pointy chin from excessive plastic surgery, nor did she have excessive botox on her cheeks. The only thing was that her pickup line was a little lame.

She was not a world-class beauty, but she could still turn a few heads.

Any other man would feel lucky to pick up a woman like her at a bar, feeling like they did not come to a bar on weekdays in vain.

Naturally, Hans was not above such a cliche. He was feeling down because of Jennifer during the day. Now, there was someone here to entertain him. Even if she was just a normal beauty, he could not refuse this offer.

He raised his head, and his fierce eyes softened under the dazzling light of the nightclub. "Yeah, and how about you?"

She looked into his eyes, and she could feel her heart beating like crazy even though she was no stranger to flirting with men. She curled her lips into a seductive smile. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have boldly sat down here."

"Is that so? In your opinion, this is bold?"

"Of course, I rarely come to places like this."

The woman's sweet voice could easily enchant people. Generally speaking, people who said they didn't come often were always the regular customers.

Hans sneered internally but he still looked expressionless on the outside, and his tone was almost monotonous. "It's good to come here often and have fun. You can train your courage."

Even though he said it coldly, his flirty words still made the woman swoon. She continued to flirt, "Oh, so you like bold women? Have you met any?"

Hans had only met one bold woman. So far, she was the only woman who dared to climb into his bed and force him to marry her.

The woman thought she had picked a good topic. Other men would have used this topic to talk flirty with her. They would vent or cry to her talking about this, it was a good topic to get closer to someone. However, Hans had lost his interest right at this moment.

He thought of Jennifer and what happened today. Although he remained expressionless, his heart was full of emotions.

When James came back, there was only a woman sitting there, angrily drinking a glass of cocktail with resentment.

"Hey Miss, is there..."

"Don't 'hey Miss' me. You guys are..." The woman glared at James. This man looked just like the assistant the man from just now was talking about.

"If my assistant comes back to find me, just tell him that I left."

If he was not interested, he shouldn't have flirted with her. He was so arrogant that it made her want to throw the glass in her hand. But when she thought of his face, she felt that he was arrogant for a reason. "He has to go." The woman's face slightly eased up. After all, she still wanted to get close to his assistant.

James frowned. Then, he took out his phone from his pocket and looked down at the message flashing on the screen.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

The woman in a low-cut dress was still trying to get close to him. "Hey boy, the man who left just now is your boss, isn't he? Can you leave his contact information?"

James was a little upset at Hans's sudden departure, so he was not in the mood to act cordial to the woman. Glancing at the tabloid magazines beside the bar counter, he said angrily, "Fifteen dollars for one magazine. If you don't have any money, you can just borrow it."

After saying this, he strode away, leaving the woman sitting alone with her eyes wide open. "What was that? Are you crazy?"

Next to the bar, there was a tabloid magazine and a finance magazine, both were the latest edition with Hans on the covers. If this woman looked carefully, she would find that Hans looked familiar not because he was the man of her dreams, she really just had seen his face before.

When Hans's car arrived at the villa, it was almost eleven o'clock. As usual, the servants opened the door, helped him hang his coat, and took his slippers, asking him if he needed supper.

Hans looked in the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor and asked casually, "What's for supper tonight?"

The servant's expression was a little strange, and her tone was a little off. "We... we prepared chicken noodle soup and some salad, just like you told us to. Sir... Sir, do you want to eat?"

"She didn't eat?" Hans frowned.

The servant froze. "Miss Jennifer... Miss Jennifer, she... she."

"What about her?" Hans suddenly became nervous. "Where is she?"

He only realized now that there was no light in the master bedroom. Jennifer was afraid of the dark so she always needed to turn on a night light in order to fall asleep.

The two servants went limp and fell to their knees in fear. "Miss Jennifer went to the hospital..."

Jennifer got off work at five o'clock. When she arrived home at 6:30, she went into the bathroom to take a bath and the servants left her alone. When they found her, she was barely even breathing. After Nancy prepared dinner, she realized that Jennifer was still in the bathroom so she went to call for her, but there was no response. As soon as she opened the door, she saw that Jennifer was completely submerged in the water lifelessly.

Nancy was scared out of her wits. She called an ambulance for Jennifer and left the two old servants at home.