Trapped in His Love Obsession

Chapter 80

Maybe there will be nothing interesting in his life, Assistant Han, a man full of mystery. Who’s he? What does he do after he goes about his daily routine? After spending a loving afternoon in a two-story shophouse, it was only his two masters who were full of love. He himself just sat quietly on the stairs, finishing his work. Checking the performance reports of company officials. While enjoying a bottle of cold juice that the shop employees gave him before they left the shop due to the end of working hours. After that have a warm dinner at a private restaurant in the middle of the city. Brown opted out of the room, leaving the mad boss who was madly in love with his wife even though Livia had prevented him from leaving the room and having dinner together. Begging desperately through pleading eyes and a mouth that speaks without a sound. ‘Do you think I don’t know the meaning of Mr. Damian’s glance, have a nice long dinner, you two. Sorry, young lady, I can’t help you. Control yourself, this man who has been crazy about you.’

So, in the end, he enjoyed his dinner at the corner of a table, without saying a word, just enjoying the food. The expression on his face doesn’t show whether the food is delicious or not. Only he knows.

Time to head back home after a long dinner for dinner-only measures.

All the way in the back seat only heard, “Baby, stop. I beg you to stop.”

‘Tch can love really make the culprit act as insane as the young master right now. I don’t think he was like this when he was with Helena.’

Brown stood where he was until Damian and Livia, who were followed by Mr. Matt, entered the house.

After they disappeared, accompanied by solitude and the night breeze that blew, he got back into his car. He grabbed the cellphone stored in the car drawer, turned it on, and then threw it gently on the front seat. After that, he started the car and led him out of the main gate. Towards his own life.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

The phone in the front seat is blinking.

The incoming message vibrates several times. Incoming email. It was a special cellphone that he used as a secret report on all things related to the Damian master and the Alexander Group. The car passed through a fairly quiet street, crowded with people enjoying the nightlife, but not to the point of causing traffic jams..

The car stopped at a red light intersection.

Several queues are waiting. Brown tapped his hand a few times while glancing at the lights that had not changed color. A second after the color of the lights changed, he could hear the sound of a car horn behind him.

Brown drove his car again at a moderate speed down the street to his residence.

Arrive at the parking area of a luxury apartment in an elite area of the city. A security guard nodded his head politely as Brown passed him. Brown just moved his hand in response to the greeting.

He entered the lobby area and headed for the elevator. A special lift goes to the floor.

Wait, does he own all the floors in this building? I don’t know. Even his salary at Alexander Group is still a mystery.

While waiting for the elevator to take him to his floor, he unlocked his special cell phone. Reports about the company. He read it without flinching. Even his face didn’t change. Finally, the lift opened, and he walked towards the only door on this floor. Yes, one floor in this building is just his house. Brown enters his house. The sensor light flashes as he takes off his shoes. Turn on some lights in the main room.

om.

He loosened his coat tie and sat down at the table near the kitchen. Put the car keys and two cell phones there.

Seeing the young master fall in love for the second time, he thought it was impossible at first. But it turns out he really can change. Livia , wavy hair, petite body. Actually, where is the attraction until Mr. Damian is crazy. What’s in her mouth that is so good at talking.

Brown sighed before entering the bathroom. He spent a long time in the bathroom. More than the princess. One of his hobbies is soaking in the bathtub while thinking.

What he was thinking, only God knows. After all, no one would ever ask him for fun apart from Livia.

It was getting late. Brown turned on the stove and poured a glass of milk into a small saucepan. He warmed it for a while and then poured it back earlier into the glass. Mix a spoonful of honey into warm milk. Then took him to the table where his cellphone was. Again he checked the incoming message on a special cellphone.

‘Tch, I have a lot to take care of.’

The other cellphone is on, the official cellphone he uses, incoming messages.

“Miss Livia sent a sizeable sum of money to the city’s charities. I’ll check who the recipient is.” message received.

“Give me all the financial transaction reports used from the cards and accounts given by Mr. Damian.” reply message sent.

“Okay.”

Finished report.

Brown enjoyed every sip of his drink. Drinking warm milk before bed is said to help sleep soundly. It seemed to work for him because he never missed a single one every night.

Now it was Brown who sent the message.

“How’s Helena?” sent

“She is approaching EO to get the invitation letter.”

“Leave it alone. Take care of the media, so there is no news about it after the inauguration.”

“Would have let her appear at the inauguration.”

“That will be the last time she disturbs Mr. Damian. Gather all the evidence, print all the photos you can.”

“Yes, sir.”

I’ve given you a chance to give up, Helena, but you seem really stubborn and Shameless. Unlike you, who from the start only wanted to take advantage of the sincerity of Damian’s love. Even today, Livia is so stupid that she doesn’t realize Mr. Damian’s true feelings.

Now switch to a special cellphone in his hand, putting the usual cellphone. Opened several important emails, which his accomplices sent within the company. Not the CEO, but Brown always has a special representative under him to provide real information about the company’s performance.

Not only written reports made as good as possible but real facts on the ground. Who they are, no one knows. Anyone can be his shadow, whatever His position in the company. But for sure, they are loyal people to Alexander Group. People who have devoted half of their lives to Alexander Group.

‘Tired, I want to go on holiday. But in a situation like this, when the boss can’t tell the difference between an apple and a watermelon. When will they confess their feelings to each other?’

After checking all the reports, he put all his cell phones on the kitchen table, mixed with his car keys. Brown turned off a few lights, leaving only one. Then walked to his room. As soon as he plopped down on the bed, he started muttering softly into a dream.

“I also want to fall for a girl with wavy hair and a cute face.”

Aaaa, if someone recorded it while delirious in his sleep, it could be a disgrace that could be used to threaten Assistant Brown for the rest of his life.

“My boring life, hey, when will I fall in love?’