Her Wicked Ceo (Abigail and Liam)

Chapter 62

"Mr. Jones, what do you want?" Abigail asked upon entering the office.

Liam sat in a chair and looked up. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed her swollen face.

He frowned. "What happened to your face?"

Hearing Liam's words, Abigail didn't beat around the bush, but directly replied, "A lunatic slapped my

face yesterday."

Liam looked at Abigail and could hear the irony in her words.

"I didn't expect that you would suffer this one day," Liam teased.

'All this originated from you, okay? If it weren't for you, your 'sweet' girlfriend wouldn't have hit me?'

"So do you mean I should fight with a lunatic?" Abigail asked. She was always so eloquent.

Liam looked up at her and said, "The best way is not to let yourself suffer."

"Got it! I'll never let go of it so easily if such a thing happens again."

Liam felt she said those words to him.

Abigail took the initiative to ask him again, "Mr. Jones, what do you want to discuss?"

"The time for the competition has been set."

Speaking of this, Abigail raised her eyebrow. "When?"

"This Saturday."

"Only five days left?" Abigail asked.

Liam nodded. "Yes, in five days, your design must be handed in."

Abigail thought about it and nodded. "Okay, I got it."

"Don't be too nervous. Just try your best." Liam comforted her because he didn't want to make her

stressed out.

After hearing this, Abigail smiled. It was rare for Liam to be so considerate to his subordinates. "Got

you."

"If there is any question, just ask me."

'Ask him? Does he know anything about design?'

At this moment, Liam looked up with a smile and said jokingly, "At least, I can give you unlimited

inspiration and motivation..."

Looking at Liam's smile, Abigail thought of what happened in the car yesterday.

Abigail then said, "Mr. Jones, if you have no further instructions, I'm leaving now.."

Looking at Abigail, Liam couldn't help but smile.

Even he himself didn't know how sweet his smile was...

Just as Abigail left, Liam suddenly remembered something. He picked up the phone on the desk and

called his secretary.

"Go to the pharmacy and buy me a cream. Bring it to my office later!"

He hung up the phone and recalled the scene just now.

After leaving the office, Abigail started designing, but what Dennis said kept swirling in her mind.

"Only the design with a story behind it would resonate."

However, her story wasn't that impressive.

So it was really difficult for her to design.

For the first time, she felt that she really needed some inspiration.

It was about time to get off work. Everyone began to pack up their things. But Abigail still sat there, still

thinking about the design of the competition.

"Abigail, aren't you leaving?"

"Yes, I haven't finished my work. You guys can leave first. Bye."

"Okay. Bye."

Abigail turned on the computer in front of her and looked through some retro photos to gain some

inspiration.

At this time, Liam came out of his office and saw Abigail sitting there motionlessly. Looking at the

ointment in his hand, Liam walked directly to her.

"Why are you still here?" Liam's voice rang out above Abigail's head.

Hearing his voice, Abigail looked up without a trace of surprise displayed on her face.

"What are you looking at?"

"Some photos. Just to seek inspiration."

Liam raised his eyebrows. "Don't you have any inspiration?"

"Yes," Abigail replied casually as her eyes were fixed on the screen, completely ignoring his smile...

"Follow me to a place!" Liam ordered.

"What?" Abigail muttered as if she was unwilling to do it.

In the blink of an eye, Liam took her hand and pulled her.

Abigail was shocked. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Follow me." And then he let go of her hand and gave her a meaningful look.

After getting into his car, Abigail asked, "Why do you take me?"

"To find inspiration."

"There is no need. I can go alone.." Abigail protested immediately and tried to open the door.

At this moment, Liam looked at her. "Can you just listen to me once?"

Hearing his disappointment, Abigail retreated her hand.

Liam then looked at her. "Do you think I will take advantage of you?" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What?"

"Don't play dumb in front of me. As I said, it's not only about your dream, but also about the honor of

the entire Powerline Group. I won't fool around." Liam looked at Abigail and said word by word.

'Fool around with me or with the reputation of your company?'

Of course, Abigail wouldn't ask him. That was just asking for a snub.

Therefore, she just nodded.

Just as Liam was about to drive away, he suddenly reached out to grab something and gave it to her.

Abigail paused and looked at what he had thrown at her. It was the ointment.

"This is..."

"Abigail, even if you don't pay attention to your image, please value the Powerline Group's image. You

don't look good with a hand mark on your face."

"So, you bought this?" Abigail opened her eyes wide and looked at him sideways.

"No."

'You are really not good at acting, Mr. Jones.' Abigail mocked in her heart.

Looking at the ointment in her hand, she asked, "Mr. Jones, is this just your concern about your

subordinate?"

Liam frowned and looked back at her. "Of course. Why did you ask that?"