Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 98

She had just taken over Aria's position for less than half a month, and she was already making huge progress. She even corrected many of the flaws, giving the entire company a makeover within such a short period of time and eliminated some of the defects he'd been trying to fix.

Sure enough, he was right to promote Jenna.

From the surveillance video, he could see that Jenna was wearing a suit. Her silver white midlength suit made her torso look slender. The mid length skirt that she was wearing outlined her pretty, sensual hips perfectly, and the outfit was paired with white high heels, which stepped on the ground rhythmically. Her soft waist twisted, and on the smooth tiles, the sound of her high heels rang all the way to the cashmere carpet in the office.

The sound of Jenna's high heels clicking was very different from Aria's. It sounded like the person was very calm and confident rather than impatient and arrogant. The sound of it would not make people feel uncomfortable. In fact, they were even reassuring.

From the moment Jenna stepped into the Richards Group to the moment she settled the issue with the models, her movements were so natural. She was quick and decisive, and never sloppy. The corner of Hansen's mouth curved into a beautiful curve and the word "queen" flashed through his mind.

Needless to say, this woman really had the temperament of a queen. Although she seemed like a quiet person all those years when she had been working in the Richards Group, she was neither servile nor overbearing. She was calm and collected and he had noticed that long ago. He had deliberately overlooked her potential earlier because he despised her. Now he was finally willing to give her a fair chance.

Hansen was intrigued by her imposing personality. He didn't look away from the monitor until her figure disappeared in the corridor. Then, he looked at the wall opposite him.

He was just a wall away from her, and she was sitting right across from him, so what could she be doing?

Hansen imagined her beautiful body sitting in front of a computer, reading a document, or making a phone call. In fact, she was also a workaholic like him. Since she became the Vice President of the company, she insisted on driving herself to work every morning. She explained to him saying that she wanted to maintain professionalism, lest people say she was in his good graces and depended on him to make a living.

When Hansen heard her explanation, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, he thought that she was right and couldn't blame her, so he let her have her way.

However, in doing so, he would be spending a lot of time away from her.

What made him angrier was that she even cited being busy with work as the reason for not allowing him to touch her. Even if she did allow it, he could only touch her only once, making him aching for her every day. He sometimes even wondered if she was using this as an excuse to avoid him. He was so indignant that he could not wait to dismiss her as Vice President immediately.

He stroked his chin and thought for a moment. Then he looked at the wall again. Suddenly, he had a light-bulb moment and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly stood up.

When he entered Jenna's office, she was buried in a pile of documents, frantically looking for something. She was sweating and her cheeks were flushed. When Hansen walked in, she didn't pay attention to him or maybe she didn't even know that he had entered her office.

Hansen cleared his throat and looked serious.

"Stop messing around. Go play on the side," Jenna didn't even raise her head and kept looking in the drawers. Then, she flipped through the documents on her table, looking very anxious.

Hansen was not happy that he was sent away like a child.

"What are you looking for?" He asked in a dignified tone.

Jenna was startled when she heard his voice. She raised her head and realized that it was Hansen. In the past few days, there was a young graduate in the Design Department who would come up to her office to ask questions on the pretext of asking for advice. She thought that it was him who had walked into her office, but now, it turned out to be the beast.

She was a little flustered, and her forehead was covered with sweat. Her face was flushed and her eyes were wide open. She blinked her bright eyes, which made her look very cute.

"Oh sorry, Mr. Richards. It's just that I spent the whole night coming up with new designs and copied it over with a USB flash drive, but now it's gone, and I can't find it. It's really urgent," Jenna wiped the sweat on her forehead with a tissue and was very anxious.

Hansen leisurely put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows. He accused her lightly with a smile on his face, "Is this how you work? You seem very forgetful."

His words made Jenna's face even redder. She opened her mouth and couldn't speak. There was nothing she could do. He had found out her mistakes and she could only accept his scolding for losing the USB drive.

Hansen enjoyed seeing Jenna's flustered appearance and felt happy in his heart. He slowly leaned over and said, "What's the matter? Do you want to ask me for advice when you can't finish the job?"

Jenna found his words were strange. She looked up and saw his deep black eyes. She looked into his eyes and asked timidly, "Does it mean you can help me finish my work?"

Hansen loved her silly expression and was tempted by her gaze. He reached out and placed his hand on her waist and leaned over to ridicule her, "Look at you, you don't put your heart into your work, not to mention your life. How are you going to please me?" As soon as he said this, Jenna immediately understood what he meant. His dissatisfied expression in the past few nights appeared in her mind. Of course, she was not that stupid. She blushed and tried to get rid of him.