Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Lucia reached out and turned off the induction cooker.

Only then did she remember the business.

She wiped her mouth, looked at August opposite her with a serious face, and asked, "What do you want to say to me?"

Now that he had entered the house and eaten the fondue, he should talk about why he came to see her.

August wiped his hands elegantly, raised his eyes, and looked at Lucia with a more serious look, "Is that friend of yours investigating the tampered photos?"

Lucia was slightly startled.

She paused and asked, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Since that incident happened, she had asked Paula to help her investigate the matter.

With her ability, she couldn't find out anything at all.

But Paula knew a lot of people, so she might be able to find out something.

But how did August know about this? Before she could ask, August said solemnly, "Don't investigate this matter anymore.I will help you solve any problems."

His tone was cold, without the slightest hint of negotiation.

Lucia frowned slightly and asked, "Do you know who did it?"

August's eyes darkened and he said patiently, "I will resolve this matter.You and your friend should stop interfering, understand?" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Why?"

August frowned and he seemed colder.He said word by word, "Because if you continue to investigate, not only will it not be of any benefit to you, but it may be dangerous."

He had sent someone to investigate the matter of the tampered photos.

It was done by Merlin.

He would avenge her.

But if Merlin noticed it when they were investigating, it would only make him more vindictive.

When Lucia saw August's deep and serious eyes, her heart suddenly tightened, and she unconsciously remembered what had happened in Franksfurt.

That kind of dangerous and tense environment, those desperadoes who murdered people without hesitation...

When she thought about it now, it instantly sent a chill down her spine.

Intuition told her that August was not joking with her.

Taking a deep breath, Lucia looked up at August and was about to speak when he had already stood up.

August's eyes swept across her left hand wrapped in gauze, and there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

His tone was calm and indifferent, "Also, take good care of your wounds.Don't just think about making money.I will help you."

He raised his hand, buttoned his cuffs, and said calmly, "I'll ask Burton to order another takeout."

Then he walked towards the door.

Sitting in front of the dining table, Lucia found her head a little dazed.

She watched him disappear, and then slowly came to her sense.

What did he mean? He said he would help her.

The thoughts in her mind became more and more chaotic.

Lucia frowned.

Seeing the mess on the table, she suddenly reacted and quickly got up to clean it up.

After cleaning the table and throwing away the garbage, Paula still didn't come back.

Lucia took out her phone and sent her a message, [Paula, where are you?]

A message sound came from the sofa.

Lucia was startled, walked over quickly, and saw Paula's phone lying there.

Paula didn't take her phone out at all! Suddenly, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Would something happen to Paula? At this moment, the owner of the phone was sitting next to the flower bed downstairs in the community and staring at her right ankle with a frown Just now Burton suddenly appeared and pulled her away, startling her.

He had hesitantly said that he had something to tell her.

She thought he had something important.

But after she was dragged downstairs by him, he said that he forgot what to say.

Wasn't it obvious that he was messing with her? She got angry and turned around to leave, but Burton stopped her and would not let her go.

When they were pushing and shoving, she sprained her ankle on the cobblestone path.

The more Paula thought about it, the angrier she became.

She had never been treated like this since she was a child.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Burton striding towards her with a drugstore bag in his hand.

He was walking too fast in a hurry, and it happened to be the hottest time of the afternoon.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Burton's forehead.

He stepped forward, sat down on the flower bed beside Paula, directly lifted her calf, and placed it on his knee.

"l only bought the bruise spray and plaster, and I'll try it on you first."

When her leg was suddenly grabbed by a man, Paula's body tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to break free.

But when she saw the serious profile on his face, she froze and did not resist.

When Burton's warm palm covered her twisted ankle, a warm feeling came all over her.

Paula's heart somehow trembled.

Burton stretched out his other hand to pick up the bruise spray, shook the bottle, turned to look at her, and said softly, "It will be a little cold.Bear with it."

Paula met his eyes which were a little warm, and she somehow nodded obediently.

When Burton turned her head away, she suddenly came to her sense.

When...when did she become so obedient to him? Was there something wrong with her?! Her ankle suddenly felt cold, and she shrank her leg subconsciously.

Burton turned his head, glanced over her slender leg, and saw a pink color on the edge of her loose casual shorts.

His mind went blank.

Her face flushed.

He quickly looked away, reached out to hold her calf, and stopped her from moving, "Don't move."

Seeing that Burton looked a little flustered, Paula asked, "What's wrong?"

She didn't even know she was exposing herself! Burton pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing."

He picked up plaster and put it on her ankle meticulously.

The faint herbal fragrance spread between the two of them.

Burton put down her calf gently and handed her the bag containing the medicine, "Don't forget to change the medicine regularly.There are instructions."

Paula took it casually.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Burton's blushing face.

After being stunned for two seconds, she asked curiously, "Burton, why is your face so red?"

Apparently, he was fine just now.

Burton's eyes wandered a little.

He didn't dare to look at her, and he pretended to be calm, "I'm fine."

Paula didn't believe it.

Thinking of the scene where he put the medical plaster on her calf just now, she looked down at her long legs and suddenly reacted.

She had the figure any woman dreamt of.

Could it be that Burton had some reverie about her just when he saw her legs? "Do...Do you have any ideas for me?"

Before Burton could answer, Paula raised his hand in anger and annoyance and slapped him on the back, "Pervert! Bastard!"

Burton was beaten several times inexplicably, and he didn't know how to explain it.

It seemed that whether he confessed or concealed it, it would be his fault.

Paula hit him several times in a row, and her face also flushed.She felt the embarrassment in the air.She couldn't care less.She turned around immediately and ran into the apartment building with difficulty.

After running into the corridor in one breath, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But on second thought, she felt that something was wrong.It was clear that he did something wrong.Why was she nervous?