"No need." Franklin took a sip of coffee and said, "Go back to work. Don't tell anyone about this."
"Ah? Alright."
This time, Natasha had to go, but she was unwilling.
She had worked in the company for a few days, and it was the first time that she could speak to Franklin face to face. How could she leave just like that? She did not want to!
Natasha took a few steps forward, tripped on purpose, and fell forward. Just then, her whole body ran into Franklin.
As he held a cup of coffee in his hand, the brown liquid splashed on his white shirt when she fell on him.
"I'm sorry, President Moore." Natasha pretended to be afraid. She took out a pink handkerchief from her pocket and rubbed it on the man's shirt, especially on both sides of the chest. Intentionally or not, she tried to flirt with him.
Franklin did not get angry immediately. He just lowered his head and watched as she wiped his shirt with her handkerchief, without saying a word.
When Natasha saw that he was silent, she thought that she was smart and thought that he acquiesced. She shed her tears for a moment, then looked up and said, "President Moore, I'm sorry. I can't even walk properly, you... you can take off your shirt and I will help you wash it."
This was a plot that Natasha had seen on a TV series.
According to the development of the TV series, the hero took off his shirt, and revealed his strong chest muscles. The heroine would be shy, and then their relationship would blossom.
Natasha started to brew her emotions as she spoke, and she was ready for Franklin to take off his clothes, and then she would blush again...
However, Franklin stood still for a while before saying, "My shirt is an Italian handmade shirt. The shirt will be useless if it gets stained by coffee."
"Then... What should we do?" She still did not realize that something was wrong.
"Heh." He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I remember that your internship salary is 3,200 dollars, and this shirt of mine is exactly 36,000 dollars, which is your salary for one year of internship."
"Ah? President Moore, are... Are you joking?" Natasha was frightened.
Although she did not come to work for the money, Franklin's reply was extremely unconventional.
He did not look at Natasha, who was so frightened. He knew what she was thinking. He asked in a condescending tone, "How else are you going to return the 30,000 dollars to me?"
Having played around with so many women, how could he not know what Natasha was thinking about?
She was the last woman whom he wanted to play around with.
"President Moore... I, I will have to prepare for my graduation thesis soon. I may not be able to work every day..." Natasha had no choice but to act coquettishly, tears welling in her eyes as she spoke.
Coupled with her pink make-up and red blush on her cheeks, she looked very pitiful.
"Let's see..." Franklin seemed to be thinking about it. "Since I've been wearing this shirt for a while, I'll give you a rebate. I'll just charge you 18,000 dollars."
She was still in a dilemma when the secretary came in and said, "President Moore, the car is ready."
"Okay." Franklin did not look at Natasha again. He just went to the changing room of the office to change and went downstairs.
He was going to the Hilton Hotel to have lunch with a few bosses. He asked the driver to send him there.
He sat in the back seat alone and looked out the window.
When the car passed through a relatively remote neighborhood, a small store caught Franklin's attention.
A man and a woman stood at the door and were talking, and that woman was Lucille.
Although they were merely talking, Franklin remembered what Natasha had just said. He could not help but shake his head and self-deprecatingly said, "This is karma."
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