Bossy President You Are So Bad
Chapter 43 Give Me an IOU First

"You're drunk too much." Becca pushed a bit away his body, but so strong a man, after getting drunk, the whole body collapsed and put all the weight on her. "Let me go." Becca wriggled.

"I won't let you go." Kelvin argued with her unconsciously, "Unless you promise me, you will stay with me forever."

Becca resisted a little less.

"You really want me to stay with you for life?" She asked him.

'Is he drunken or speaking the inner truth? Didn't he say his marriage to Mia Moore is near the corner? How could he want her to stay with him forever?

"Fine. I promise you." Thinking about Kelvin's strength, Bella felt if she said no, it was likely to send her poor life in his hands.

"You let go of me and I'll get you a pill to relieve the alcohol."

Kelvin was obedient and then let go of her hand, Becca put his hand on her shoulder, helped him to sit down on the sofa and fumbled about in the drawer of a tea table for a long time, to replace a bottle of burner water.

'Burner water... what's its use?' Becca couldn't remember for the moment.

She opened it, a choking smell came on the face, and then thought of the time during the college military training, drinking a bottle of such burner water, which almost took her to the heaven.

She was about to throw it into the trash, but she saw Kelvin staring at her. A naughty idea rose in her mind.

She held up the bottle and shook it around Kelvin's eyes, raising her eyebrows. "Dear Kelvin? Would you like to drink some?"

This smell made Kelvin frown, with some reluctance.

"If you drink it, I'll satisfy you a requirement, okay?" Becca smiled. 'Now that he is drunk now, after he drinks the burner water, she can deny the deal.'

"Really?" Kelvin's eyes opened.

Kelvin in a drunk state was not as cold and arrogant as usual, but a gentle Big Boy. Becca reached out and rubbed his head, "Of course it is true. When am I fooling you?" Kelvin raised his head, and the two exactly looked direct into the eyes of each other.

The effect of alcohol reddened his ears, with his eyes in confusion, and Becca's figure was all in his eyes.

Kelvin took away the burner water from Becca's hand without any hesitation, a whole bottle of the water was poured into Kelvin's mouth.

The bitter and poignant taste encroached on the taste buds, compounded by the intoxicated dizziness, but even so, he still held up the bottle like a child waiting for Becca's praise.

Becca disliked the smell at all and fanned the fan with one hand in front of the nose. 'She didn't expect Kelvin at the moment was so cute. And then, she could do whatever she wanted?'

"Great!" Becca's fingers were printed on her lips, and then pressed on Kelvin's lips.

Kelvin stared at the Becca's hand and his eyes became deeper.

"Did you just call me 'baby girl'?" Becca asked him with a wink.

Her eyelashes flashed like a winged butterfly, Kelvin paused and nodded.

"Well, since you call me your baby girl, should you hand over the financial power to me? I see that in other people's houses, it is the wife who are in charge of money. And if other wives do so, I want to follow them."

Becca was well calculated. If I did not trick him at this time, when should I? Such a good opportunity!

Kelvin pondered, groped in his pocket for a while and then took out a purse. He did not hesitate to put his purse in the hands of the Becca.

Her eyes were bright, and she couldn't wait to open his purse and saw a row of VIP credit cards, with golden characters and black background.

She had had such a credit card left by her mother, which was already difficult to attain. But these black cards in front of her, if taken out for a random one, the credit card amount is dozens of times her own gold card.

"Hah-aha...I become so rich!" Becca even couldn't help shouting out, noticing that Kelvin was still staring at her even without a blink, she hid the purse behind her back, "Since you gave it to me, you can't take it back. Do you know?"

Kelvin nodded.

"And, you see, I can't stay in this clubhouse all the time, because all of them all say that 'in the golden house is hidden a beauty.' I think I should have an apartment. and I wanted that place in South Bay. I like there."

"Okay." Not waiting for her to finish, Kelvin answered.

"Are you sure?" Becca couldn't believe it. He took out his phone to call Bill Martin to arrange for this matter, how could she make him call Bill? Bill must realize that he was fooled by me!

"You don't have to. You give me an IOU first." She went to the room to fetch a pen and paper and wrote it down. "Kelvin Lewis promised to give Becca Garcia the villa in South Bay free of charge, and the villa cannot be reclaimed.

After the note was written, she cleared her throat and continued when she found Kelvin still a little dazed. "This house is available, but the traffic is not convenient, and I can't always let Kelly Clark pick me up, so can I have a car?"

"Okay." Kelvin still did not refuse her request. Becca took a deep breath. "I want a limited-edition Rolls-Royce!" She confirmed again.

"Yes?" Becca blinked.

"It's so cool, you are qualified for my care." Becca gave him a thumb up.

Now that he started this and he was rarely so obedient and generous like today, Becca listed a roll of paper sheet, ranging from a house, a car to luxury bags and clothes.

At last, she wrote a title on behalf of herself on it, "the Chief Designer". "I'm going to be the chief designer of your Heyday Group and you can't back off on this." Becca laughed cunningly. Kelvin nodded, eyes filled with Becca's smile.

"Well, sign the note." Becca wrote her own name with a natural stroke and handed the paper to Kelvin.

Kelvin also held the pen, carefully signing his name. Although drunk, he was not affected in his beautiful and generous handwriting at all. His handwriting just manifested his character.

"To prevent you from waking up and no longer acknowledging the deal, it's not enough to sign it and need to be fingerprinted." Becca rose up. "I'll go replace the ink-pad."

But when she just got up from the sofa, Kelvin already had taken her by the waist. Unprepared, Becca sat on his lap.

"What are you doing? You're going to pull pack your promise now?" A frown appeared on the brow of Becca. Kelvin just stared at her red lips, stretched out his fingers, and pressed her lips gently. They were so close that they could hear each other's heart beating, feel his warm hands. Becca was a little nervous

The lipstick on her lips was on his fingers, and Kelvin took the IOU and solemnly pressed a handprint on it. Becca looked at the paper and blushed.

This man... Damn! how could he be so voluptuous after drinking too much? She forgot what she had intended to say next.

"I ... I'll run a bath for you..." Becca took the IOU over and was about to leave.

But Kelvin did not give her the chance to escape. He rose and overwhelmed her over the sofa.

"You said, you would grant me a request." He gasped softly and gently in her ear.

Becca realized that she had taken up a stone to hit her own feet. If she had long known that his obedience was just a cover-up, whose real intention was to make her agree to his condition, she would never promise him

"I'm on my period." Becca felt his physical craving and hurriedly told him.

Kelvin's eyes turned dark, with a difficult throat move. "I know." He said.

"You know?" 'How could he know?'

"Honey, promise me if you replace out I've done something wrong later, give me a chance to get better, will you?" Kelvin looked into her eyes and asked her.☐☐☐☐☐☐