Chapter 10 A Mission On Short Notice

No one dared to laugh at the boss of the Ye Group except Richie.

With a helpless look on his face, Bryan rubbed his forehead and said, "It's not Antsey."

Then he added, "Besides, how dare you laugh at me? Look at those women you've been with before!"

"That's because you and I are looking for different things in life. I'm looking for pleasure, while you're looking for a wife."

Richie spoke freely, with a smug self-confidence in his tone that was equally amusing and annoying at the same time. He looked up at Bryan with a charming smile and said, "Brother, am I right?"

"Yes, you are right."

"Brother, did anyone ever tell you that you're better at lying with your eyes open than you are with your eyes closed?"

"Richie, your ability to take advantage of others is only second to your ability to be incredibly annoying!"

Crossing his arms over his chest, Bryan shook his head at his naughty brother. If he didn't teach him a lesson now, he was afraid that his brother would get too full of himself one day.

"Actually..." Richie rubbed his chin in a pensive way and continued, "I completely agree with you."

Bryan burst into laughter, amused by his brother's puckish sense of humor.

With a smirk of satisfaction on his face, Richie picked up the keys from the seat and hurled them at Bryan. "Here you go! Don't make me come back here again. My running fee isn't cheap and I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"Is that so? Well then, it was very generous of you to bring it here in person, Mr. Richie. How about you buy whatever you want and settle the account with me?"

"That sounds like a great idea!" Richie's eyes lit up like fireworks as he added, "Well, now that you've mentioned it. I am quite interested in a Bentley sports car. Let me just thank you in advance for it!"

"Richie, has anyone ever told you that you are the one the robbers should be afraid of?" Bryan's lips curled up into a sardonic twist.

A luxury car for bringing over a bunch of keys-only Richie would be shrewd enough to pull off something like that.

Richie chuckled and rubbed his lean hands together. "Hey, it's not my fault that I'm spoiled!"

"Who spoiled you?"

"The one who is so far and yet so near."

"Me?"

"Bingo! You're right!"

"Fine! I'll admit that I am to blame for that, but I don't mind it."

"Brother, oh no! You've become a masochist!" Richie patted his brother's shoulder playfully, his eyes glinting and darting with mischief.

"What did you just say? How dare you speak to your older brother like that?"

Although Bryan raised his voice, there was no trace of displeasure on his face, and the playful look he had in his eyes couldn't be hidden even if he had tried.

It was clear that the bond between the two brothers was as strong as they always were.

More than half a month passed away quietly and peacefully.

Sharon was now able to handle her work well and she had also developed a good relationship with her colleagues. Although they were not very close, at least they were able to enjoy a simple chat together without things turning sour.

Sharon had an easygoing personality and she never gave anyone else a hard time. As such, she was quite satisfied with how her life was going.

On some occasions, given the opportunity, she would go for a coffee with Ellen to relax and talk about anything else other than work.

Of course, the only downside was that even when no one else was trying to find fault with her at work, Antsey would still pick on her from time to time.

On top of that, if she was genuinely dissatisfied with her work, she would lose her temper on Sharon without any mercy.

In fact, Sharon even got an earful from her friend Ellen for not standing up for herself. However, Sharon would just look the other way, even if it angered Ellen, because she didn't want to confront Antsey.

Deep down, Sharon knew that Antsey's behavior was just the result of a broken heart.

Only she could understand that Antsey was just acting out because she was afraid of losing to her. In fact, the paranoia was slowly altering her thoughts and turning her against everyone.

It was no secret that Antsey had feelings for her boss, Bryan.

And falling in love with such a cold man could only bring more painful experiences in the future.

Needless to say, Sharon understood Antsey's feelings very well and even admired her courage. At least, she could face her true feelings honestly instead of hiding behind her thoughts.

Suddenly, Sharon's face broke into a smile as she stared at the computer and got back to work.

Shortly after, the phone in the office rang.

The moment Sharon looked at the caller ID and recognized who it was, she immediately answered, "Hello, boss."

The voice of her boss came from the other end of the phone. "Miss Sharon, please come see me in my office."

With a stern look on her face, Sharon replied respectfully, "Yes, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon tidied up her clothes and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

The office was luxurious and spacious, while sitting on a high-end leather office chair in the middle was Bryan. Without raising his head, he said coldly, "Wait a moment."

"Yes, boss." He was the boss and he was right about everything.

Taking a step inside, Sharon looked around the office and was happy to see how neat and clean the place was.

There were no extra furnishings, and everything in the office was indispensable.

Was this the case for all men?

Without a conscious thought, she looked at the man who was working hard over there.

It was said that a man devoted to his work was always charming to look at. There was nothing wrong with this sentence.

However, Sharon was just always unlucky.

While she had been gawking at him ignorantly, her boss had noticed her standing in the distance. The moment he looked up and they made eye contact, she panicked and quickly looked down, eyes focused on nothing in particular.

Not surprised by her action, Bryan asked coldly, "Miss Sharon, can you engage in social activities?"

Sharon slowly looked up at him with confusion. What did he mean by that?

Furrowing his eyebrows with impatience, Bryan asked again, "Do you know how to socialize?"

"Just... just a little..." Sharon felt intimidated by the look on his face and she blurted out what she thought was the best answer.

Did he mean that he wanted her to attend a social engagement with him? However, that was clearly not her area of expertise.

Sure enough, the next second, she heard him say expressionlessly, "Very good.

Then get ready to accompany me to meeting with a client from America in the evening."

Sharon was stunned. It really was an invitation.

"And, make sure you have the contents of these documents in your mind before sunset."

The man took out two or three folders and put them aside.

Without hesitation, Sharon hurried forward and picked up the documents from the table before she said, "Yes, boss."

"You may leave now," said Bryan coldly.

When Sharon finally walked out of the office and stood in front of her desk, she started to feel a little dizzy.

She lowered her head, pensively staring at the documents for a while and then hesitantly came to accept the fact that there was nothing she could do to avoid what her boss had asked of her. With a deep breath, she hoped for the best and started to go over the papers.