Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 67 Back to As a secretary

Sarah went to work the next morning. Except that last night when she went home with Andrew, she discovered something which she can't figure out. When she entered the room, he stubbornly removed her clothes and just as she thought that he was going to... he unexpectedly bathed her personally.

Although she said repeatedly there was no need to, his eyes and strength didn't allow her to resist. Though this wasn't the first time, previously she was barely conscious but last night, she was very aware of what's happening...

The more she thought of it, the more she got flushed. Sarah sat at her table and just couldn't concentrate.

"Sarah, Sarah..."

At this moment, someone calls her. She lifts her head and it was Sandy Wilson.

"Secretary Wilson?" Why is he here?

Sandy has a big box and laughs as he looks at Sarah, "I'm here to pick you up.”

"Pick me?"

He places the big box below the table and starts to tidy the table. He explains as he places Sarah's things in the box: "Yes, Missus, Director wants you to go back to your previous job."

"His secretary? Wasn't he the one who asked me to work her, why does he want me to go back now?"

Sandy slowly relates what happened this morning.

When he arrived at the office early this morning, Andrew also arrives at the same time. As he entered the room and Sandy was about to greet him, he immediately heard Andrew instructing him to come to the marketing department to pick someone up. He knew immediately who the person is. All he did was to ask, "Why did you send Missus to the Marketing department in the first place?"

This sentence cost him his entire month's pay and his overtime attendance bonus! Just nice today was the last day of the month! He persisted for 29 days and on the final day it's all penalized. The pain was immense!

But Sandy was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Andrew had to vent his anger and he happened to be right there.

With a sigh, Sandy could only accept the reality.

"Missus, I don't know the reason why. Director just wants you back there. It is possible that he thinks that you are working too hard here. And yes, you are no longer in charge of the project with Randall Group." It was until the last two words that caught Sarah's attention.

"What did you say? Randall Group project is no longer mine?"

"Yes, it's been assigned to me. I'm now in charge of this project."

Sarah didn't expect this to happen this quickly! "Sandy, did you notice any difference in Andrew's mood?"

"Difference? What kind of difference?"

Sarah rolled her eyes, forget about it, he won't understand.

"Ya, it's nothing. I just replace that he is strange."

"One moment he wants her at the Marketing department and now he wants her back. Forget it, it's tiring working here anyway. Sitting at the office all day long isn't that bad too."

As they were leaving, they saw Melissa coming in. Only Sarah knows that she has been transferred back to becoming Andrew's secretary. When Melissa sees Sandy carrying her things, she was surprised. "You're leaving now?"

It was supposed to be a simple concerned greeting but the tone was strange.

"Yes, everything accords to the boss's wishes." Sarah replied politely.

Melissa looked coldly at the box in Sandy's arms and jealousy raged within.

It should be first come first served. How come she came to Andrew Group for so many years and is still a small supervisor and how can Sarah suddenly become the Director's secretary?

And to think that the project with Randall Group hasn't even been completed. This is too unfair!

"Supervisor Steward, let's end here and continue our work. We have to go over now."

Sandy intentionally interrupted the conversation, he said with the tone of a superior.

Melissa didn't dare to continue, pursed her lips, leans over to Sarah and softly whispers: "You've got to teach me that "Super Secretary" technique of yours, okay? Sarah, you are really something!" Sarah looked deeply into her eyes, Melissa didn't hide her look of contempt and turns away with a huff.

"Missus, what's happening?"

Sandy notices that Sarah's mood took a drastic turn for the worse.

"Nothing, nothing." She pursed her lips and didn't say anything else.

When she is back at the desk, her things were being arranged by Sandy. Sarah was thankful of his help.

"Ok, please go ahead, I'll do it by myself."

"Missus, this is what Director instructed, he wants me to arrange the things for you."

Sandy was concentrating and being very serious about what he needs to do.

At this moment, the internal line rang and Sarah answers the call. She accidentally used the Marketing department standard greeting but the caller was quick to say, "Come over." And hung up. With this call, Sarah's heart beat unusually fast. She straightens herself and opens the door.

"Are you looking for me?"

When she enters, Andrew's back was towards her, sitting on the swivel chair. As he turns to face her, her heart beat increased again. His chiseled looks and deep sunken eyes looked directly and inspected her "You don't have to go to the Marketing department anymore. And you are no longer responsible for the Randall Group project."

"I know, Sandy already told me these."

"OK, then what about you?" Andrew asks in return.

Sarah was confused and didn't understand what he means by what about her?

"What about me?"

He called her in and asked her this vague question. She didn't know how to reply him.

Andrew shrugged, looked at her and rubbed his chin with his fingers, calmly said, "Don't you have anything to say to me? For example, I terminated your involvement with the Randall Group project."

No matter what, women are sensitive creatures. Given the slightest indication and there'll be a million thoughts. The possibilities flashed within her brain.

"You already know?"

"I shouldn't know?" Andrew's tone changed as he looks coldly at Sarah.

"No, that wasn't what I meant. It's just that, I thought that there was no necessity to tell you."

"No need to tell me? Sarah, is this what you think?"

Last night he wanted to question her but because she was hurt, he decided to wait for her to tell him.

He didn't expect that it was he who couldn't resist asking. Outstanding, out fucking standing! He has underestimated this woman! ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐