Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 181 Secret Mistress

Rachel angrily entered Hiram's office with a cup of tea. What was happening today? First, a woman

Rachel didn't know asked her to make coffee for her, and now Hiram asked her to bring him tea.

Hiram had never asked Rachel to do such things before, but today he called her for a cup of tea.

"Here is your tea, Mr. Rong, " Rachel said, putting the teacup on his desk.

Then she turned around and walked to the door, but Hiram said, "There is a blue shirt in the closet of

my suite. Please bring it to me. I want to wear it later."

Rachel opened her mouth wide but didn't say a word. She went into the suite like he'd asked her to.

"Is this one okay?" she asked. She'd looked inside the closet and, finding three blue shirts, picked one

at random before bringing it to him.

"No, this isn't my favorite. Bring me another one, " said Hiram. He shook his head at the blue and white

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Violet watched Rachel and Hiram talk to each other as if she wasn't there and suddenly understood.

"Hiram, there's something different between you and your pretty assistant."

Although their conversation wasn't anything special, Violet realized the difference in Hiram's eyes when

he looked at Rachel.

She had seen that expression on his face before when they were at a conference. He only looked like

this when he saw something he wanted very much, but she had never seen Hiram look at any woman

like this.

Hiram laughed and didn't deny it. "Since you're interested in my personal life, please enjoy yourself

until you're satisfied."

Rachel came out with the other two blue shirts. "Which one is your favorite?"

She'd brought both the remaining shirts to Hiram and wondered what he'd say now.

"Come here. Let me tell you!" Hiram put out his cigarette in the ash tray and looked at her with a

naughty smile.

Rachel walked to him without any hesitation and showed him the shirts.

Suddenly, Hiram reached out, not for the shirt, but for her waist. He drew her close to his chest and

said softly, "Both are great. Will you pick one for me, honey?"

Rachel blinked her eyes and looked down at his hand. "Fine, I think this one is better. Here you go!"

"Okay, " Hiram said, taking the shirt Rachel had picked and throwing it on his desk. Watching the scene

in front of her, Violet was frozen, but Hiram continued to hold Rachel in his arms and smiled delightedly.

"Thank you, honey, " he said.

Then he turned his head to Violent and asked, "I believe you came all the way here not to watch my

personal life, right? Don't you have something to say?"

Violet averted her eyes from them, and recovered to her usual self as a businesswoman. She took out

a thick cooperation program document from her bag and passed it to Hiram. "Here you are. Please

read it carefully. I don't think I could find a better company to cooperate than your Streams Company."

Rachel pulled Hiram's hand away from her waist and walked into the suite to put the other shirt back.

When she came out, Violet was leaving. "Mr. Rong, I'm not in a rush, so take your time. Give me a

reply before the end of this month. This is why I came all the way here. See you later, " Violet said.

Hiram nodded to her and put the document on his desk. "Rachel, please walk Violent out for me."

Rachel turned to Violet right away with a polite smile and said, "This way please."

For the first time since she entered the office, Violent properly looked at Rachel and sized her up, then

left with her.

The theater kidnapping, as people were calling it, was a major criminal case in H City, which also made

the whole city know the fact that the most attractive bachelor in town was married. But why hadn't

Hiram ever talked about his wife in public?

In fact, everyone was curious about who Hiram's wife was, not just Violet. Even journalists were trying

their best to find out.

The media had taken several photos of Rachel when they showed up in the court the other day, but

they hadn't managed to catch her face. This was why it hadn't caused a stir around town.

But this time, it was different.

"Are you really Hiram's assistant?" asked Violet when Rachel walked her to the elevator. Violet was still

shocked by how Hiram had behaved just now. She had worked together with Hiram several times, and

as far as she knew, Hiram never put his eyes on a woman like that. She was curious about Rachel.

"Assistant? No, I'm not his assistant. You must have misunderstood, " Rachel answered, wondering

what Hiram had been up to when he asked her to walk Violet out.

Violet's curiosity deepened. She laughed to herself and said, "You're not his assistant? Then who are

you? Hiram's secret mistress? That really surprises me. I wonder if he doesn't treat his wife seriously."

"Here is the elevator, Miss Feng, " Rachel said, seeing that Violet still hadn't got onto the elevator

because she was so lost in thought.

Violet came back to earth, walked into the elevator and waved at Rachel.

"In that case, I wish you'll be Mrs. Rong one day soon. See you!" she said.

Rachel stood rooted to the spot for a while after Violet left, thinking about her words.

'Be Mrs. Rong one day?' But she was already Mrs. Rong.

Then, she went to Hiram's office.

"Mr. Rong, although I am one of your employees, being your assistant is not my job. Please don't

interrupt me while I'm working, okay?" Rachel could feel a small flame burning inside her.

She walked to his desk, took the tea she'd made and downed it.

She got a lot of work to do, and if she failed to complete it on time, Daniel would tease her that she

didn't do anything but flirt with Hiram.

"My employee? I've never treated you as an employee, " Hiram said, getting up. He took the shirt

Rachel picked to his suite and stood in front of a mirror.

Rachel looked inside at Hiram as he began taking his clothes off. "Never? Why did you ask me to make

tea for you? Why did you ask me to send your client out? Why did she judge me like that? Why?"

Hiram was standing there half-naked, and Rachel could see his back. He turned to her with the blue

shirt in his hands and said, "What did she say to you? And what was your answer?

Did you tell her that you're the woman that everyone's talking about these days?"

Hiram walked out of his suite as he spoke and stopped in front of Rachel. He put his hands on her

waist and said, "You've no idea how many people are curious about who you are, honey."

Rachel's finger touched his naked chest accidentally. Embarrassed, she pulled his shirt to button it.

"What truly aroused their curiosity is, how humble the wife chosen by your family is that you could

leave her to the kidnappers without any hesitation, " retorted Rachel.

Hearing what Rachel said, Hiram's face turned a little pale. He touched her face gently and said, "They

have no idea that you're my most precious treasure."

After buttoning down the shirt, Rachel adjusted the collar for him.

"Go and pick out a dark blue tie for this shirt. I don't know whether I'm your precious treasure. All I

learned is, I'm your bedtime partner as long as everything's all right, but when danger comes, I become

disposable. Am I right?"

She asked, pushing him.

Hiram, who hadn't been expecting it, took a step back before adjusting himself. His eyes followed

Rachel as she stormed off.

He sighed deeply.

He knew Rachel had knots in her heart, but he didn't know how to open them yet.

Rachel returned to her office and focused on her work. What a morning. She believed that the man

next door wouldn't interrupt her for the rest of the day.