Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

"Winner of the Quantum University fashion show, you are the most promising new talent that H & C INC. has handpicked. Are you sure you're not going to come with me to the office and meet some of your future colleagues?" he asked in a low voice.

Her eyes lit up. "May 1?"

"Yes," he said in surprise, "You're... looking forward to it?"

She nodded happily. "You bet!"

Suddenly, she said hastily, as if she had remembered something, "But after I go there, I'll be just an ordinary employee. You must not reveal our relationship!"

He said with a look of regret, "That won't do."

"Why?" she instantly asked and pursed her lips, feeling unhappy. "I didn't want to take over the Denmark Group, and I didn't even consider working there because I didn't want anyone to treat me differently because of my identity. I just want to prove that I can get what I want without my identity and with my own ability! So why can't you understand?"

After silently listening to her, he chuckled.

"Heather, you've misunderstood."

She looked at him in surprise. "Huh?"

"The design department saw your graduation project last night," he said lightly.

"The workers there were amazed by it and

thought highly of your ability. When they heard that you had prepared a set of design drawings for this year's leading clothes, they were all interested. So... when you get there, you'll be at least an elite in the design department instead of an ordinary employee."

"... So that's what you meant," she said as her cheeks were flushed, but there was concern in her heart. Would she be too eye-catching as a university student who hadn't formally graduated?

"Mmm," he said in a low voice. "Heather, you earned all this with your own ability. If you can climb two steps at a time, then you don't have to climb only one step. Don't you think so?"

She took a deep breath and replied, "You're right."

She wanted to win everything with her own strength, but that didn't mean she had to follow others' paths.

"You don't have to worry about anything," he said, feeling funny as he touched her hair.

"The atmosphere in H & C INC. is better than you think. We admire healthy competition, and any capable people can stand high, so you don't have to worry that some dirty tricks will trap you. You just need to do what you want to do."

In an instant, her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Why don't you come with me to take a look?" he whispered.

"Okay!" She nodded her head vigorously, her heart full of expectation.

After breakfast, they went to the office building of H & C INC. Alexander even sent her to the design department in person.

As Alexander had said, Heather was a little embarrassed, but the design department had a healthy atmosphere. The colleagues did not bully her because she was a junior or flatter her because Alexander sent her. On the contrary, everyone was very kind to her and paid more attention to her ability.

Heather had been very comfortable all morning. Her colleagues even invited her to an important meeting.

But in the middle of the meeting, her phone suddenly rang.

She hurried to turn it off with an apologetic smile. She hadn't expected that she would interrupt an important meeting on her first day.

Fortunately, the colleagues were very kind and didn't scold her.

It wasn't until halftime that Heather took her phone to the bathroom.

For some reason, she had a bad feeling. Hardly had she turned on the phone when it rang again.

Heather was very surprised because the number of the person who made the call was none other than one of Alexander's assistants.

She had been with Alexander for these days, so she knew something about the people around him. So why did he call her out of the blue?

Heather answered the phone. Before she could ask, she heard the assistant's anxious voice, "Miss Denmark, something went wrong!"

"What happened?" asked Heather nervously.

"Master Denmark called Mr. President today and asked him out!" said the assistant quickly.

She was taken aback. "What?" Randy was actually so quick? Why did he ask Alexander out?

"Where are they?" she asked anxiously.

"A boxing gym," the assistant said desperately. "Now they're all in there, so I called you on the sly. Master Alexander didn't let me tell you. He said he could handle it himself. But it won't be good no matter who gets hurt..."

She stumbled and almost fell. So they actually went to such a place. Hadn't they had enough fighting last night? "Send me the exact location!" she said, took her phone, and rushed out without asking for leave.

These two hateful guys!

Heather angrily gritted her teeth.

Sitting in the cab, she began to call the two of them, but she could get through to neither Randy nor Alexander!

She became more worried. One of them was her brother, and the other was the man she liked. She didn't want to see any of them hurt!

But with Randy's temper, he wouldn't listen to her. Who else could stop him?

Suddenly, Heather's eyes lit up, and she dialed a familiar number.

Soon, a sweet, bantering voice came out from the phone. "My dear Heather, you're grown up. So why do you still like to pester your mom?"

"Mom, don't make fun of me. There's something very urgent..." Heather was so anxious that she almost cried.

"What's the matter?" Hazel's voice still sounded calm.

"My brother has gone to fight!" said Heather quickly.

"Ah? Oh, I see. Is there anything else?" Hazel said in a passive voice.

Then, there was a little giggle on the other end of the phone before Hazel's vague, muffled voice sounded. "Honey, stop that now. I'm talking to our daughter on the phone. It itches...."

Heather put her hands on her forehead.

Her parents were inhumanely showing their public display of affection again.

Heather had to say, "Mom, that's your son.

Aren't you worried about him?"

Hazel smiled. "Right, that's my son. He won't suffer even if he fights. So why should I be worried about him?"

Heather was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. So this was really their biological mom!

She clenched her teeth and finally said helplessly, "But he fought my boyfriend!"

"Ahh!!" Hazel finally couldn't help laughing before speaking. "So what our butler says is true. Someone did run out to elope last night?"

"Mom...." There was a hint of shame in Heather's voice.

"Okay, I know what you're worried about," Hazel said lightly, "but you should let the boys solve the problem in their own way. Sometimes a fight is the best way to communicate."