Lost in Mr. Preston's Temptation
Chapter 61 If You Want to Die, I’ll Help You Out

Patricia was silent for a moment and then said, "We need to investigate whether you asked your uncle for help."

"Those who have gotten job offers need to report to the personnel department at 8:30 on Monday. Those who haven't received offers don't be discouraged." Patricia didn't care about Sharon anymore. She turned around and said to the crowd, "EMC's translation department recruits every quarter. If you haven't succeeded this time, you can try again next time."

Patricia still had things to do, so as soon as she had finished talking, she took her documents and left.

"Patricia..." Sharon wanted to chase after her, but Baxter stretched out one of his long legs and blocked her.

"Sharon, have you forgotten something?" Baxter said lazily.

Sharon was angry to see Patricia leaving on the elevator, while she was blocked by Baxter. She glared at him, "What did I forget?

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"The bet!" Baxter reminded her, "You gambled with Clara at the restaurant yesterday and said that if she got first place in the overall score, you would dance at the restaurant opposite the company..." Before Sharon could respond, Baxter grabbed the bikini in her hand. "Wow, Ms. Dobson you're really good, you brought your bikini knowing you would lose."

Since the overall score had already come out, everyone had been about to leave. However, when they heard Baxter talking with Sharon, they stayed to watch the fun.

Sharon looked at the people around her and gritted her teeth. Then, she tried to throw mud at Clara, "Clara, you are obviously very capable, but you pretended to be weak to trick me. Your trickery makes the bet void."

"When did I ever say that I wasn't good?" Clara asked back.

"It's just that you didn't think I was capable. Besides, yesterday there were so many experts there during the interview, that I really didn't think that I would get first place. It was also you who took my bet." Clara's every word was reasonable, and it left Sharon with nothing to say.

"Sharon, change quickly and go dancing! " Baxter hooted next to her, paying her back for bullying Clara.

"Bikini! bikini!"

The people around Baxter were led on by Baxter, and they all started chanting, causing Sharon's face to twist in anger.

Of course, she couldn't wear this thin bikini to dance at the entrance of that restaurant!

Sharon tightened her clenched fists and walked hesitatingly towards Clara. She had a reluctant smile on, "Clara, everyone will be colleagues and work together in the future. The dancing... Let's just forget about it."

Sharon continued, "I know you want to replace Ruby Leke. I can help you contact..."

"That's neither here nor there. " Clara's cold, faint smile didn't reach her eyes, "Sharon, since you bet with me, you have to accept it when you lose. “

Seeing that Clara didn't yield, Sharon became more and more embarrassed. She wanted to escape while everyone was not paying attention.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she started to move, Baxter saw through her, and reached out and stopped her, "Are you going down to dance? Come on, I'll go down with you!"

"Let go of me!" Sharon was furious. "I can go by myself! "

"Aah, I was just afraid you'd fall."

After forcibly dragging Sharon downstairs and through the lobby, Baxter raised his voice and said, "What, do you think everyone is working so hard that you want to cheer everyone up?" "You're going to wear a bikini and dance at the entrance to the restaurant opposite the company building?"

Baxter's shout attracted a lot of curiosity, and even the employees at the front desk came to the windows to watch the fun.

Clara tacitly approved of all of Baxter's actions and followed the others to watch the fun.

Last night, even though Sharon had provoked her, because everyone had come for the interview and might well be colleagues in the future, she had held back.

She hadn't expected Sharon to walk all over her, finally attempting to attack her in the restaurant.

Since Sharon wanted to die, of course she would help her!

After dragging Sharon across the road, Baxter threw her at the door of the restaurant and threw the thin bikini down in front of her.

"Change into it yourself. Don't make me dress you."

Baxter smiled, but his gaze was cold, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

Sharon shivered with fright.

She had checked Baxter's resume yesterday and found him ordinary and lacking any special background. However, at this moment, Sharon smelled a blood from him. He was so scary...