Stuck In His Heart

Compared with the fuss of Debbie, Baron was much calmer. He straightened up his body, smiled and said, "I just want to see if
you were jealous just now."
The man's answer was shameless, but his bright smile made her feel warm and sunny, and all the impulse to scold him had
stopped.
She knew that Baron had a bad temper sometimes, so she wouldn't risk doing anything out of line. What was more, he really had
no sense of shame. Even if she had two friends with her, she wouldn't be able to compete with him.
"Don't think too much. I just bought some walnuts. I can give you a cheap price." 'Nourish your brain, maybe you won't be as
weak as you are now.'
Looking at her worried face, Baron couldn't help laughing and said, "You took my card to buy something and now you want me to
pay for it again? Debbie, you are really something now."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed her short hair. Then he bent down slightly and picked up that bag of stuff which was
not too heavy.
His brown eyes were full of loving smile, which made the person in front of him completely lost in thought. Debbie almost lost her
consciousness.
But after a moment, a tinge of joy appeared in her eyes. She came to her senses and hurriedly shook her head, saying with a
cold face, "I can't do it anymore."
With the bag in his hand, Baron turned around and put the bag on the table. "So?" he asked in a casual tone.
'I don't need your care.' As he said OK. Then, she could leave there completely. Or he could say 'No way'. Then this would be
like an archived file for her.
But this man didn't play the card according to the routine, so Debbie couldn't find a word for a while. Then she subconsciously
opened the iron skin box that was packed with chocolate.
Unconsciously, she began to open the packing bag and put it into her mouth. A faint bitter taste spread between her lips and
teeth.

She put some into her mouth. When she raised her head, a cup of water was served to her. His hand holding the cup was
beautiful, and was distributed evenly and white.
"Drink some water to moisten your throat." Baron opened his mouth thoughtfully. When seeing this, Debbie almost forgot that it
was this man who asked her to go shopping all the time. And at last, because of the traffic jam, she almost ran the red light.
However, in the face of a handsome guy, she had no resistance at all. As soon as the person spoke, she took the cup directly.
When she saw the charming smile in the man's eyes, she raised her lips and was about to ask something, but the man had
laughed unfathomably.
He pressed his body close to Debbie's neck, and the air he exhaled caused the woman's tremble. "Are you fascinated by me?"
The close contact pulled her soul back. She pushed the man away, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you agree on my
resignation, I won't fuss about you cancel my post of Sruthan Group before."
The chocolate box she had just put in her hand had already been in Baron's hand. Baron lowered his head and looked through
the chocolate without saying a word.
Each of the chocolate was packed in separate packages with different patterns. He chose the fanciest one among them, looking
very confident. But Debbie who sat opposite him, was not as kind-hearted as him.
Seeing that Baron unhurriedly ignored what she said, Debbie just felt a little angry. She had had enough.
"I don't think you are that happy because of me, and I won't help you at all."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been surrounded by several other persons.
"Are you blaming me for not helping you clarify what happened just now?"
He tore a piece of chocolate and sent it to her mouth. But she closed her mouth tightly, showing a righteous look that she would
rather die than submit. He smiled and put it into his own mouth and tasted it.
Debbie raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm innocent. I don't need you to clear it up?"
Baron smiled innocently and honestly. Her eyelashes quivered, as if he was a little nervous. "But no one would think so. I didn't
stand up for you just now because I was afraid that you would stand at the eye of the storm again."
Recently, she had been criticized by the whole society for this job. And it didn't stop until Baron appeared to stop the affair.

Her face contorted in anger. She glared at the man, but obviously ungrateful.
They seemed to shift the topic of conversation inexplicably.
"I don't care what they and you think. I just want to resign now and go back home to live on my own. You don't have to pay me
well. I don't feel it at all." The woman raised her hand and put it against the man's chin, looking imposing.
He had tried every means to get rid of her from the profiteer cousin through the back door. How could he have let her go so
easily?
He felt heartbroken at the thought of his cousin, who had no idea of the past.
At that time, when Baron entered the office on the top floor, he pushed the door and sat on the sofa, as if he was at home. But
his cousin, Richie, had never looked away from the computer, concentrated like a robot.
He was afraid that Richie would go all out to make money but ended up invested in the hospital.
Suddenly, the man's attractive voice sounded in the quiet office. "If you come here just to curse me, then get out now."
Baron slightly raised his eyes and smiled. Although they didn't grow up together, they were always able to read each other's
mind. They could easily guess what each other was thinking.
"Richie, you are so good at making jokes. I come here to..."
"You want to give me money?"
The rest of the words were placed in front of Baron's mouth. He curved his lips and smiled very coldly. "It hurts a relationship to
talk about money."
It just so happened that he was in a bad mood. If he didn't quarrel with him, he would be even more depressed. "Not even
money, what else do you think we can talk about?"
"Well, I want a person." Baron rubbed his temples with his hand holding his head. He tried not to be too painful, or he was really
afraid that he could not control himself.
With his hands still typing on the keyboard, Richie replied quickly without raising his head, "Five million."

The first thing he knew was who he wanted to assign. Back in the interview, the performance of Debbie was not very good, and
she was almost ruled out. But this person used his connections to get her in.
"Richie, it's a pity that you don't be my aunt's good friend." Baron lifted up his eyes and looked at him.
This was simply a blood maniac. Why didn't he rob five million dollars!?
"Unwilling?" Richie sent the last email he edited. He raised his eyebrows and threatened him.