The Stevens Corporation's Rumor

Charlotte entered the office.

A guilty expression crossed her face when she saw the man sitting behind the large desk.

She now knew that the man in front of her was the biological father of her eight children.

If it were any other man, Charlotte wouldn't be afraid.

Most men wouldn't dare to ask for eight children out of fear that the children would be a huge burden.

But for such a powerful man, those eight children wouldn't be a burden.

Her eight babies were so cute and likable. If Henry Stevens learned about them, he would definitely take them away from her!

No.

She absolutely couldn't let Henry take her eight babies away from her.

Seeing the guilty look on Charlotte's face, Henry sneered.

He was right.

Henry stood up and strode toward Charlotte.

Seeing the man's tall figure gradually approaching her, Charlotte felt her heart skip a beat.

Finally, the man stopped and looked at her condescendingly. "You're in quite good spirits. You were accused of murder just yesterday, yet you're already coveting me in the office today."

Charlotte said nothing.

She had originally wanted to refute him, but after thinking about it, she decided not to argue.

It was better for her to say little, lest Henry discover that something was amiss.

No matter what, Henry had helped her, so it didn't matter if she let him scold her a bit.

Seeing Charlotte's silence, Henry felt that she had acquiesced.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

He felt as if there was a feather scratching the tip of his heart and making him feel itchy.

Henry's voice became even sulkier. "Why were you coveting me? Hmm?"

Charlotte was at a loss for words.

Mr. President!

She wasn't coveting him!

She was just thinking that she couldn't let him take her children away!

Of course, this was impossible to say.

Charlotte pursed her lips tightly.

Looking at Charlotte's pursed lips, Henry felt his Adam's apple bob.

He remembered that night four years ago.

This woman's lips were so soft and sweet.

They were like the best honey that people couldn't help but want to taste and savor.

Suddenly, Henry approached her. His hot breath tickled Charlotte's earlobe, and he said in a sultry manner, "Were you thinking about what you saw when you peeped at me in the men's bathroom that day?"

Charlotte didn't reply.

"Did you like what you saw?" Henry asked.

At some point in time, he had moved his hand past Charlotte and propped it on the desk.

This position looked like it could be romantic.

Charlotte appeared to be in Henry's arms.

"Mr. Stevens, have you ever eaten king oyster mushrooms before?" Charlotte suddenly asked.

Henry raised his voice slightly. "What?"

"It's no different from rotten king oyster mushrooms," Charlotte said seriously. "I don't want to look at it."

She had noticed how Henry's words were becoming more vaguely romantic.

If this continued, she didn't know how far things would go.

Charlotte felt that Henry needed a wake-up call.

She had to let him know that she felt no romantic desire for him at all.

Henry stared at her.

A displeased expression flashed across his face, but then he chuckled lightly.

"Dishonest rascal."

Charlotte didn't reply.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

Charlotte panicked, but Henry said calmly, "Come in."

Charlotte still couldn't speak.

Henry was trapping her between his hands and his desk now. If someone came in and saw this scene, they would wonder what the two of them were doing.

She didn't dare to push Henry's hand away directly, but she could see the office door opening. Frantically trying to get out of Henry's arms, she slid down.

As soon as she did so, the person walked into the room and saw them.

It was Merry.

Merry's eyes widened in shock, and she said in disbelief, "You! You're actually giving the President..."

...

Before she finished speaking, Merry realized that she had said something wrong.

She immediately closed her mouth tightly, but the shock on her face didn't subside.

Charlotte was silent.

She wanted to cry.

This woman was so imaginative.

First, she had said Charlotte wanted the President, and then, she had said Charlotte was giving the President...

When Henry heard Merry's words, his black eyes flashed thoughtfully.

He lowered his head and looked at Charlotte condescendingly.

Charlotte squatted on the ground. She didn't have time to slip out from behind his legs.

Henry suddenly turned his head. "Get out."

He directed his words toward Merry.

Merry almost cried when she heard this.

The President wanted her to leave!

This shameless low-level employee had lusted after their male-idol President in the office. She had thought that the President would give this wretched woman a harsh lesson. She hadn't expected that not only was there no lesson, but he would also do something so bold with this woman in the office.

Now that she had caught them, he was telling her to get out.

She didn't want to.

She was so sexy, so hot, and she practically dangled in front of the President every day with her low neckline, but the President didn't even look at her.

What right did this low-level employee have to hook up with him?

Besides, the President was normally such a cold and abstinent person, but he and this employee were doing s*xually stimulating things in the office.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Why didn't she have a chance to do such things?

She could do it too!

Merry's mouth moved.

She wanted to say that she was more beautiful and sexier. She could replace this low-level employee.

If the answer was no, she was also willing to do a threesome.

But when she met Henry's cold, stern gaze, Merry shuddered fiercely.

She did not dare say anything. She turned around and left.

...

Charlotte also wanted to leave.

She could tell...

Henry was a dangerous man.

If she didn't leave, she might be devoured by him.

But just as she slipped out from between his bent arms, he grabbed her.

Charlotte smiled dryly. "Mr. President, I-I have work to deal with."

Henry smiled faintly at Charlotte. "What did you just try to do?"

Charlotte played dumb. "What did I try to do? I don't understand your question, Mr. President."

Henry raised his other hand and put his finger on Charlotte's lips. "You don't understand?"

As soon as he spoke, he pressed Charlotte's head down.

Charlotte froze.

Oh my god!

Was this man crazy?

They were still in the office!

Did he want to force her?

In a fit of panic, Charlotte stomped on Henry's foot without even thinking. While he winced in pain, she quickly pushed him away and fled.

...

Charlotte escaped to the elevator. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw a figure running toward her.

Charlotte stiffened.

Gosh!

Had Henry come after her?

Was he that desperate?

No matter what, he was still the dignified President of a corporation.

He had power, money, and good looks, so why was he acting like he had never seen a woman before?

No wonder he had forced her and done such horrible things to her in the hotel!

Even in the office, he wanted her to do that sort of thing, so he clearly wouldn't have had a problem with it in a place like a hotel.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Charlotte desperately pressed the elevator button and prayed for the elevator doors to close quickly so Henry wouldn't be able to chase her.

The elevator was just about to close when, suddenly, a pair of hands stretched in.

Charlotte felt hopeless.

...

The elevator door opened again.

It wasn't Henry who came in, but Merry.

Merry was glaring at Charlotte fiercely as if Charlotte was an enemy who had killed her father.

"Spill the beans, you shameless b*tch! How did you seduce the President?" Merry asked angrily. "In his office, the President was willing to let you give him..."

Merry couldn't bring herself to say that word out loud.

It wasn't that she felt ashamed.

Rather, she felt irritated.

Such a handsome, charming President had been taken advantage of by such a disgusting low-level employee.

She couldn't bear it.

Charlotte wanted to explain, but when she saw the murderous expression on Merry's face, she decided against it.

She was that kind of person.

If others treated her well, she would treat them a hundred times better.

If others treated her badly, then she would treat them even worse.

"You disgusting woman!" Merry added.

Charlotte rolled her eyes.

So Merry said that she was disgusting?

Then Charlotte would disgust her.

"What method did I use to seduce the President?" Charlotte drawled. "I don't need to use any method. I just look sexier and more beautiful than you. Is that answer okay?"

Merry was infuriated.

She glared at Charlotte so intensely that it looked like her eyes were about to fall out of their sockets. "You're babbling! Obviously, I'm the sexier, more beautiful one!"

"I'm not boasting," Charlotte said slowly. "If you really are prettier than me, then why does the President look at me but not you?"

Charlotte glanced at Merry's shirt. "You deliberately pulled your neckline down low," she said. "Isn't that just because you want the President to notice you? It's a pity that he wouldn't. Is it because you aren't pretty enough?"

Merry was livid.

Ding!

The elevator chimed.

They had arrived on the first floor.

Charlotte got out. "It's all because of my natural beauty," she said. "The President just happens to like me, so I have no choice."

Charlotte said this to p*ss Merry off, but she didn't realize that two female employees happened to be waiting outside to take the elevator. When they heard Charlotte's words, their eyes suddenly widened.

Charlotte said nothing more.

...

Gossiping was instinctive to most people.

Soon, Charlotte's words spread throughout the company.

People added details and twisted her words, so the versions of the story became more and more exaggerated.

Soon, the story reached Robert Stewart's ears.

Robert Stewart was the heir to the Stewart Corporation and one of Henry's friends.

Because Robert Stewart came to the Stevens Corporation a lot and was a playboy, he had close relationships with many beautiful female employees at the Stevens Corporation. When he arrived, someone told him about the rumor.

Intrigue flashed across Robert Stewart's face.

Interesting.

Even with Henry's satanic manner, some woman had dared to say such a thing. She was digging her own grave.

At noon, Henry and Robert ate at the company's cafeteria.

"I heard that a female employee of your company said that she was as beautiful as a flower, naturally beautiful, and one of the most beautiful women at the Stevens Corporation," Robert said. "Apparently, even you are attracted to her."

Henry stopped moving his knife and fork and glanced at Robert gloomily. "Who said that?"

There was such a shameless woman at his company?

Robert thought about it for a while. At last, he said, "She seemed to be called Charlotte."

Henry did not reply.

It was her again!

This morning, she had stepped on him. He hadn't settled the account with her yet, but now, she was spreading rumors in the office!

Ha!

Beautiful as a flower? Naturally beautiful? Even Henry was attracted to her? She was really thick-headed!