Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife
Chapter 411 What if I don't?

The Moore Group.

Alice came to the front desk and said she was from the design company. The receptionist gave her a blank eye and said, "Why don't you give up? Just now there was one came, but Mr. Kennedy ignored her and you still come?"

Originally, the receptionist heard Yanis was from a cooperation company and thought it was true, so she informed Kennedy.

The result But Mr. Kennedy after comingcame down and was down, obviously indifferent to that girl. She could not hear clearly what they said, but from Mr. Kennedy's facial expression, she could tell that he was impatient.

So now she heard that Alice was from a design company, she showed distain in eyes.

Alice was not angry, but gave a faint smile, "Mr. Kennedy asked me to come, and now he is not here?"

Receptionist, "Really? Do you think I will believe you?"

Seeing that she had tough attitude, Alice had to say, "Why don't you make a call and ask?"

"No, Hurry up and go away."

The receptionist brusquely drove her out.

In desperation, Alice had to take the initiative to call Kennedy.

She would the mobile phone number of the company's customers, including Kennedy, to be prepared.

Not it was in handy.

Soon, the phone was answered.

She did not beat about the bush, but said quietly, "Mr. Kennedy, I am Shelly, the designer of Zichuan Company. I am downstairs now, but your company has access control, please come and take me." The receptionist thought she had misheard her cold voice. She was domineering.

Who dared to talk to Mr. Kennedy like that? Was she crazy?

After Alice hung up the phone, the receptionist said in a trembling voice, "Are you crazy? You asked Mr. Kennedy come down to take you? Are you daydreaming?"

Alice did not answer her words, but lightly looked at her.

Crazy?

She was really crazy to sign a contract with Kennedy.

Or why she was here?

Alice raised her hand and looked at the watch. She would wait here for five minutes, if Kennedy did not come down, she would leave.

It should not be considered a breach of contract.

After all, she did what he wanted, but it was he who refused to see her.

Alice stood in situ, waiting idly.

Originally she thought Kennedy would not come down, but in less than two minutes, Kennedy actually appeared in her line of sight.

"Good heavens!" The receptionist couldn't help but exclaim and covered her mouth.

She suddenly felt that it was not Alice crazy, but she was crazy.

Alice did not have a nice tone, but why Mr. Kennedy still came down personally?

"Come with me."

Kennedy came forward, took her wrist and walked inside.

He did that in front of everyone in the hall, and the receptionist opened her eyes wide with shock, thinking she was wrong with it.

Alice did not expect him to come so fast, so when he came to take her wrist, she did not come back to her sense until she was pulled to the front of the elevator. Alice said coldly, "Let go!" With the sound of her voice, she was pulled into the elevator by Kennedy.

Ding-

The elevator door closed, leaving only two people in the small space.

Alice pulled back her hand, took a few steps back, with her back against the cold wall, looking coldly at him.

When she pulled back her hand, Kennedy felt his heart suddenly empty and the soft temperature in hand disappeared.

Alice arranged her sleeves and avoided Kennedy's eyes.

But although she kept her head down, she could feel that his eyes had been falling on her face.

What a bored bastard!

Ding -

After some time, the elevator door finally opened. Alice raised her head to look outside, and then follow Kennedy to go out.

The moment she got out of the elevator, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

This place...... It was the place where she had set foot many times before, and the time she had spent working there was only a few months, but it seemed a lifetime to her. Because those days left an indelible memory in her heart.

The familiarity that swept over her as she set foot in the place, though she thought she had forgotten it. But she had never forgotten this place or this man for a moment. At that thought, Alice stopped her pace and looked around.

"What? Thinking of your past?" A low dumb male voice suddenly reached to her ears, which made her come back to sense.

In the moment of her trance, Kenndy was so close to her that his warm breath between his breaths was puffed into her face.

Alice turned pale on face and suddenly stepped back.

Probably because she hurried to step back, so her foot got sprain. Alice only felt her body suddenly fall back. Her hand caught disorderly and then she caught Kennedy's tie. Two people was stunned at the same time, the next second, Alice loosened her hand that grasped his tie, allowing herself to fall back.

She would rather fall and ache than cling to him!

But instead of the pain, a pair of hands reached toward her, wrapped around her waist, and pulled her back.

Bang!

Alice bumped into Kennedy bosom. Subconsciously she stretched out her hand to block, but Kennedy said coldly, "Do you hate me? You would rather fall than cling to me?" Before she could answer, he squeezed her chin, forcing her to raise her head. "Answer me."

Alice looked at him for an instant and said in smooth breath, "Mr. Kennedy, you misunderstood. I let go because I didn't want to cause you into trouble. After all, you are my client. If anything happens to you, it would cost me a great deal."

Kennedy, "..."

"But I still thank you for rescuing me. You can let go of me now."

Hearing that, Kennedy stared at her coldly. His eyes flashed with a suggestion of ferocity.

"What if I don't?"

Alice did not expect him to be so shameless, but this man was to humiliate her. It was not a big deal to him. She could only give a faint smile said in a soft voice, "Mr. Kennedy, we can't talk about work like this, let go."

Her words and the indifferent smile made Kennedy more disgruntled. He intensified the force in hands, pulled her closer and they almost stick together.

"Who said we can't talk about work?"

The distance was very close and Kennedy's thin lips were fast stick to her face.

"We can talk like this." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, like the slow play of a cello.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐