His Secret Quintuplets

"Yes." Doris nodded.

"Honey, go out there and have some fun with Duke."

I didn't ask Susan call until Monday morning before work.

Turn on hands-free mode.

"Hello there, my kid was the one who painted your car earlier today. What kind of price might I expect?" Asked Susan.

You have the option of paying 20,000 dollars if the total is more than 20,000. "

There are twenty thousand?

Susan glanced up at me.

I was aware that it wouldn't be a cheap option.

Pointing to her mobile phone, Susan continued, "I have a child to raise. My financial situation is not very stable. Is it possible for me to pay in installments?" Asked Susan.

"Where are you hiding your husband?"

Both Susan and I were taken aback when he asked us this question.

I put one palm to my neck and pretended to be dead so they would leave me alone.

Susan said, "dead."

I showed Susan my approval by giving her the middle finger.

Bruce Scott speaking to you on the other end of the phone."

"Thereafter, make payments in installments."

I struggled through the job. I went to the parking garage around lunchtime and it was underground. I crept up on the Bentley once I saw that the driver was not currently inside.

Even when there is no sunshine, the paint body still gives off a bright sheen, which is a sign of a very high-quality finish and commands a very high price.

I am curious as to the locations of the markings that Doris has painted. It was discovered that Doris had painted a large flower on the door, although I have to admit that it turned out very well.

But Doris is quite skilled when it comes to choosing automobiles. She went with the automobile that belonged to her father.

As I crouched down to take a closer look, I suddenly sensed that there was something off about the atmosphere.

Donna Davis's Pov

As I slowly turned around, my heart began to beat more quickly. Even though I had a pretty good idea who it was, I still felt like I was about to pass out when I saw the towering dark figure.

Mr. Matthews, the color of my face is changing. My goodness, I must have been acting in a pretty peculiar manner! Well... I have no idea who painted

I have no idea who painted The depth of Sean Matthews' black eyes seemed to consume me completely.

"No, my..."

"Please see me in the afternoo at my office."

After finishing, Sean Matthews joined him in the black Maybach that was waiting for him.

I saw the automobile pull away from the parking lot.

Why should I bother going to his office?

I didn't do anything wrong.

Sean Matthews, don't you think there's a miscommunication here?

I'm so anxious that it's making me want to weep.

I needed to use the restroom, so I went.

After finishing their meal, whomever was in the restroom opened the door and gargled.

The topic of Donna Davis is brought up once again.

I eavesdropped on the door panel, saying me?

"Ask how she managed to work her way up to the secretary position. They look up to her with great awe."

"What is the point of being envious? It was Mr. Matthews himself who was responsible for promoting it. It would seem that Donna Davis was having an affair with Mr.Matthew, but where exactly do you see this? "

" It is common knowledge that Mr. Matthews does not engage in sexual activity with any of the female employees at the firm.

"You are correct. One such gentleman is Mr. Matthews. We still have a chance, despite the passage of time."

"Isn't it..."

After a brief exchange, the two gentleme got up and went.

My heart felt much more at ease after listening to them for a while.

Sean Matthews will not be able to hook up with any of the top group's female staff members if they do this. I genuinely, really, and entirely want to forget everything that took place in the meeting room.

Unhappily, it was already two o'clock.

I was standing outside the office when I decided to knock on the door. After then, I heard a voice that was respectfully low saying, "come in."

As I opened the door, I could see the dark silhouette of a man standing behind the large desk that was situated in front of the enormous French window.

I approached the vehicle with caution, came to a halt not too far away, and told Mr. Matthews, "Mr. Matthews, I spotted graffiti of a kid on the automobile."

"What evidence do you have that a kid was responsible for painting it?"

I was astounded.

Sean scrutinized me with his keen eyes and peered at me.

"I don't think grownups are capable of drawing anything like that," .

Sean Matthews was silent and gazed at me the whole time.

After that, I looked over and saw Sean Matthews heading my way and getting closer and closer.

I felt like I was about to pass out and said, "Mr. Matthews, I... I'll go back first."

After that, I reacted by turning around and running.

Sean Matthews didn't chase. I tried pulling on the door, but it turned out that I was unable to open it nonetheless.

Just what is going on here?

Because of my anxiety, I was on the verge of bursting into tears.

The door is operated by electronic means. If Sean Matthews does not allow me to go, I will not be able to leave.

Turning around, Sean Matthews's body was approaching, one hand was in my ear, locked me between him and the door and I couldn't move.

"Did I tell you that if you seduce me once more, I'll make you eat your own fruit?"

"What I just stated is correct, Mr. Matthews; I didn't want to mislead you. In the future, I'm going to avoid coming near your automobile." I was shaking with fear. There was no one else in the office but the two of us. I felt that they were in grave danger because of Sean Matthews.