Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 32 Sarah's Hand Was Grasped

He was in a silver white low-key luxury suit. He had soft facial features. The thin lips were curving up.

With slightly curly short hair, he was like a fresh boy in Japanese style, also like the spring breeze.

Mr. Randall?

He was the Randall's new CEO.

Sarah never thought that she would meet him again a year later.

As before, his whole person was full of clean, elegant and noble feeling.

He had a pair of melancholy eyes which couldn't be ignored by everyone, but once there're deep

feelings into the eyes, you would fall into it.

Fortunately, she has already tasted that. In this life, she would always be disgusted with it.

Sensing the vision from him, Sarah lowered her head with her hands shaking violently.

She was very nervous. She was totally not ready for such an encounter after a long time.

At this time, all of the documents in her hand fell to the ground slowly just because of her unconscious

shaking.

Before she picked them up, there was already a figure holding all she wanted and handing it in front of

her in the next second.

"They fell." He said to her.

Looking up, his familiar face was close, and her heart beat violently. Looking at the documents he

picked up for her, Sarah didn't know what was on her mind. She threw them on the sofa. Her feelings

were complicated just like a cage bound her whole body.

She was flustered.

"Sorry, I…I have to go to the rest room. "

She got up and went straight over him.

Behind her, Melissa's voice rang out, "Sarah, what's wrong with you? Besides, do you know the way to

the rest room as you come here for the first time? "

There was a trace of anger in the voice.

Mr. Randall had come. How could she lose face like this? She couldn't go to rest room at the critical Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

moment!

Until this moment, the man has been quietly watching her finally spoke. His eyes were obscure. A

stunning feeling flashed in the bottom of his eyes clearly.

However, it was also accompanied by pleasure.

His clear and magnetic voice sounded, "I walk with you. We can go together."

He didn't wait for others to respond and start chasing up already.

Seeing this, Melissa cried out, "Mr. Randall, she is going to the ladies' room. Don't you know that there

are difference between men and women? Mr. Randall, Mr. Randall..."

The secretary standing next to her looked at Melissa and frowned. "Our CEO is going to the men's

room. It's the next door to the ladies' room. Can't he go there?"

"…"

…

Sarah said she wanted to go to the rest room. In fact, her real intention was leaving there.

She would go mad if she kept staying there.

"Stop."

Bruce Randall held her hand tightly and pulled her back. His eyebrows finally smoothed out after

tensing for a long time till this moment. His soft and beautiful face was filled with the joy, which was

long absent.

"Are you going to the gate, instead of going to the rest room?"

"Let go!"

Sarah tried to break away from his shackles and said in a disdained manner. "I'm sorry, Mr. Randall, I

have something else to do. And I don't think I can find the bathroom, so I'll go back first. Goodbye."

"You don't want to see me so much?" Said Bruce.

However, his hands still did not release her.

Even, she felt that he was secretly stepping up his efforts to forbid her from moving!

"Mr. Randall, please let me go. This is in public! You are doing sexual harassment!"

"Is it necessary to keep calling me Mr. Randall?"

Bruce Randall didn't pay attention to her words at all. He frowned, and pulled her to a corner where

there was nobody.

Her whole body was imprisoned like being nailed to the wall. His breath hit her whole body like a wave,

forcing her to stay still.

In her nasal cavity, there was a smell of deep attachment in the past.

The more she smelled the fresh, the clearer her mind got.

"You really don't want to see me so much?"

He questioned her and put her hands on both sides. He breathed deeply and his eyebrows and eyes

moved with his strong emotions.