Chapter 217 Grievance

Juliana pressed Benson against the wall, looked up at him, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Leach."

She was in a bad mood and wanted to tease her handsome Mr. Leach.

Benson had come to the office in the middle of the night and had not slept well. His eyes were bloodshot and stubble had appeared on his chin, which looked a bit messy but still wild and handsome.

Benson lowered his head and looked at Juliana's thin, red lips, itching for something, "Good morning, Mrs. Leach."

He was expecting a kiss from her.

Juliana looked at Benson, then reached out to wrap her arms around his strong, lean, powerful waist and buried her face in his arms.

When she was upset, Benson was the first person she thought of.

She wanted to hug him and tell him she was wronged and upset.

Benson sensed Juliana's emotions keenly. He hugged her tightly and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Juliana wanted to deny it, but holding Benson and listening to his concerned voice, she mumbled, "I'm unhappy."