The President’s Stubborn Love

“Forget it, I don’t want to hear it, I really came here today because I was afraid that you would fall out with the Adelpha Group, I’ve said all I need to say, I’ll leave now.” Nola fled and walked out the door of Swift Family.

Just before she reached the door, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Gregorio’s number.

“Do it, Sherry’s not home.”

After hanging up there, Nola closed her eyes in pain, “Aaron, you made me do this.”

In the first floor room, Sherry heard someone push open the door.

She closed her eyes in obedience.

It looks like Nola won’t be able to stay again tonight, so it’s a shame that she couldn’t put on a good show for nothing.

Aaron walked straight to the window and said in a harsh voice, “Get up, I know you’re not sleeping.”

He had said so, and Sherry refused to open her eyes even more.

Nay, the man showed no mercy at all, lifting his hand and yanking her out from under the covers, her thin body carrying a faint scent of her body, which, for a moment, made the night hazy for a few moments.

If Aaron’s eyes hadn’t been so cold, only, they would have had something to do with it again.

“Mr. Swift, you’re hurting me.”

However, Aaron had no regard for her feelings and lifted her straight out of bed.

The sudden cool sensation on her skin made her heart flutter.

More afraid that he was going to take out his anger from the Garcia Family on her again, Sherry’s bare feet hit the cold tiled floor, her heart pounding, not with heartbeat, but with fear.

“Wasn’t that great when you just talked back?” Aaron gave a clear, cold cry, with ruthlessness hidden in his eyes.

Sherry’s head hung low.

The more she acted that way, the more Aaron decided in his mind that she was simply defiant and was only trying to protect herself by putting on a cowardly face.

This woman, as always, is very calculating.

He yanked her with one hand and the corner of her shirt was lifted upwards, revealing a nasty scarred wound on her abdomen.

But in the back of his mind, apart from his disgust, something grew that he shouldn’t have… pity?

With a wave of his hand, he pushed the man into the study.

The lights were still on, the laptop open on the desktop, “The video conference is in ten minutes, so get ready.”

Sherry was confused for a few seconds.

Did he bring her here because he was working late?

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Sherry rushed forward and got everything in order, as she usually did at the office with Eral, plus she had been around Aaron for so long that she knew his habits well.

One look from him and she knew what he wanted.

Pens, stamps, contracts.

All without him having to say anything, and even for a moment the man was a little bewildered as to whether she was a roundworm in his stomach.

Because of the time difference with the partner, this meeting could only be arranged late at night.

Sherry gave one silent yawn after another.

I couldn’t resist a deep sleep and fell asleep in a very contorted position on the single sofa.

“Okay Arno, looking forward to seeing you next week.”

Aaron hung up the comms, “Sherry, get the contract together, it’s for a meeting tomorrow morning, you’ve got two hours …”

He hadn’t finished his sentence when he realized she had fallen asleep.

A pen and paper is still clutched in his hand.

The handwriting was so elegant and concise that it clearly spelt out the parts of the contract that needed to be translated, and for a moment, Aaron was in a trance.

Although she did not perform very well, she definitely met the criteria for a senior assistant at Night Group, with an eye for detail and a degree.

If it hadn’t been for that incident in the past, he might, perhaps …

She was asleep, but her brow was furrowed.

The look still looks tense.

Something was muttered under his breath.

He leaned down to listen and the rustling sound came slowly with a few warm breaths, “Aaron, big bastard.”

A chill swept across the bottom of the man’s eyes.

At once he got up and walked out without looking back.

Early the following morning.

Sherry heard heavy footsteps in her ears and she frowned in annoyance, “What’s all the noise!”

I opened my eyes only to find myself sleeping in Aaron’s study.

She is also draped in a Swift Family blanket.

All at once, her sleepiness was gone, and then she saw the man before her standing in front of the dressing mirror, dressed in a grey high-fashion suit, his narrow eyes slightly chilled.

“Get your ass to breakfast when you wake up, I’ll only give you five minutes.”

Having said that, he walked out with a long stride.

Sherry rushed downstairs, went to the dining room, ate a lot of food, and then rushed out again immediately afterwards.

However Aaron’s car had already driven away.

When he said five minutes, he meant five minutes, not a second more.

“Sherry, Mr. Swift said the company has a meeting in half an hour and he wants you to be there in time, so if it interferes with the company’s big project next quarter, you’ll be waiting to leave.”

Sherry’s mind went blank.

Where was she going to find a car at this hour?

Is it possible to walk out of the villa on foot?

But she had no better option than to head out first.

Along the walkway, while walking, you can use your mobile phone to ask for a taxi, but the fastest place to wait for a taxi is also a kilometer away, as this is an area where market taxis are simply not allowed to drive in.

“Rich neighborhood? Heh, not convenient at all!”

Just as the words were coming out of her mouth, an ultra-luxurious sports car pulled up beside her.

“Beauty, do you need a ride?” The man’s tone was light and provocative, his looks extremely seductive, his hand on the steering wheel, his peach blossom eyes blinking slightly.

The face, a little familiar.

But Sherry still refused.

“Thanks, no need.”

“You’re Aaron’s assistant, right? He’s that guy, cold-blooded and arrogant, would he … be late if you were.”

Sherry looked back at him as she listened to the sounds coming out of the car.

Through the car window, I suddenly remembered where I had seen this man before.

The second youngest son of the Carson Group, Jeremie, is young and handsome, with a super gentle personality, and is very popular in the celebrity scene.

He has dated girlfriends who were either famous models or millennials, and none of them have said anything bad about him after breaking up.

Because he is not only handsome, but also very generous to his girlfriend.

But this man is a social jerk, and Carson Group has deliberately created such a handsome and wealthy persona for him so that he can hit the group’s stride.

Sherry looked at him for a moment and suddenly thought of the list of groups mentioned in the video conference yesterday, with the Carson Group.

She pulled the car door open straight away, “Thanks in advance then Jeremie.”

Jeremie raised an eyebrow and stepped on the gas, “It’s my life’s work to serve beautiful women, with pleasure.”

He drove fast and got Sherry downstairs in the Night Building unharmed five minutes before the meeting.

It’s rush hour and numerous eyes have seen Sherry get out of Jeremie’s flashy car and, ignoring Jeremie’s advances, run into the lift without looking back.

Jeremie half leaned against the car door, a smile curling up at the corners of her mouth even more.