Chapter 9 Twin Brothers With Different Styles

Putting down her chopsticks, Sharon pondered for a while and replied, "Hmm. Not bad."

"Not bad? That's all you have to say?" asked Ellen, dumbfounded.

Studying her disappointed expression, Sharon figured that it was better to tell her something else. So, she told her what happened in the office before.

As soon as she finished talking, Ellen exclaimed in surprise, "Really?!"

Her voice was so loud that she startled the people around her, causing them to look at her with furrowed brows. Embarrassed, Sharon closed her eyes and nodded.

"No matter how good-looking he is, with that horrible personality, I will never be interested in him," Ellen finally uttered with a sad expression at the end of their lunch.

After lunch, Sharon continued to read the documents in her hands. Every time she didn't understand something, she would ask Anstey for clarification. Thankfully, Anstey wasn't irritated.

Needless to say, she lost her motivation because of the absence of their boss.

Even though she donned an impatient expression on her face, she would still tell Sharon what she wanted to know, with cold stares and impatient tones of course.

Perhaps this was the reason that Sharon received the information instantly. When the afternoon was over, she was already close to finishing all the documents.

Such an accomplishment gave a sudden burst of motivation and encouragement. The more she read the documents, the more energetic she felt. Her co-workers left the office one by one, but she was too immersed in the documents to even notice it.

After a few more hours, she was finally done. Exhausted, she rubbed her sore eyes and yawned.

Upon looking at her watch to check the time, her eyes widened when she realized it was already eight o'clock.

It seemed that time passed quickly when people were preoccupied with work.

Her eyes wandered around the empty and quiet office; Sharon swallowed nervously. Now that she realized she was alone here, the atmosphere around her suddenly felt strange.

"What are you still doing here?" Suddenly, a sharp voice asked, which startled her.

Hearing that, Sharon trembled in her chair and turned to look at the man that spoke to her. She was shocked and uttered shakily, "Mr... Mr. Bryan."

Why did he come back to the company? Didn't he say that he wouldn't come back today?

Frowning, Bryan asked coldly, "Are you still working at this hour?"

"I-I got busy reading the documents, so I didn't notice the time..." Clenching her hands into a ball, Sharon quickly added, "But I'm finished now."

Bryan didn't take his eyes off her, which made her uneasy. "What's wrong?"

Shaking his head, he replied, "Nothing. You should go back home. Ye Group doesn't need employees who can't take care of themselves."

Was that his way of telling her that she should get off work on time?

"I see." She lowered her eyes and stared at her silver high-heeled shoes. Hearing the footsteps, she knew he headed straight into his office.

After taking a deep breath, she quickly gathered all the documents on the desk, sorted them into different folders, took her bag, and began to walk away.

For a moment, she hesitated and looked back at the closed door. After a second, she finally walked to the elevator.

As the numbers jumped from one floor to another, Sharon looked out of the French window beside the elevator.

Under the orange light, the beauty of the C City was vividly visible. It was a typical urban city with bright lights and a lively atmosphere.

The familiar sound of the elevator's 'ding!' caught her attention. She watched the elevator doors open before finally walking inside.

When the elevator door was about to close, she noticed a figure walking towards her. Instinctively, Sharon swiftly pressed the open button to stop the doors from closing.

When she realized who the figure was, her heart skipped a beat. Still, she pretended to be calm and even greeted him.

Casually, Bryan walked into the elevator and gave her a cold glance.

She suddenly found that the space in the elevator was too small; she felt claustrophobic. The air felt depressing.

The familiar smell of cologne wafted around them. A thought suddenly passed through her. Slowly, she raised her head and secretly glanced at him.

Almost emitting the qualities of a nobleman, Bryan was a cold and dignified person. However, his attitude was so much different from what she remembered.

Another thing that she found odd was that he didn't seem to know her anymore. There was something strange about the way he looked at her. Had something happened in the past few years that caused a significant change in his character?

Unexpectedly, Bryan turned his head to look at her again. She was caught off guard by the sudden movement and didn't have enough time to look away. In a panic, Sharon froze in her place and just stared at him.

She wondered what she could say to lessen the embarrassment that she was feeling at the moment.

Then, she heard the sound of a phone ringing inside the elevator. She secretly breathed out a relieved sigh, thankful for the sudden interruption.

Taking out the cellphone from his pocket, Bryan casually looked down, and his stoic expression softened. "I'm still in the elevator. I'll be down there soon. You are so impatient..."

'It must be that person again, who seems to hold a different status in his heart,' she thought. As she thought in silence, Sharon lowered her eyes to hide her emotions.

The elevator door opened, and Sharon walked out after him. Once she was out of the gate, she lowered her head and said, "Mr. Bryan, I'm leaving now. Goodbye."

Nodding, Bryan watched her turn around and leave. At the same time, a loud honk came from behind.

Under the shade of a tree nearby, a dazzling blue Lamborghini sports car was parked there.

Bryan walked over to the parked sports car. The vehicle's owner had a pair of deep, bright eyes and seemed to sparkle under the night sky. "So, you were busy trying to pick up girls?" he asked with a clear smirk.

Even though he had interacted with that woman already, he hadn't seen the woman's face clearly. However, judging from her figure, she didn't look that bad.

"Richie," uttered Bryan with a smile, "she is just my special assistant."

The man named Richie leaned forward, revealing the same face as Bryan. They looked like mirror images of one another.

This man was the other young master of the Ye Group. Bryan's twin brother: Richie Ye.

Sitting in the sports car, he wore a well-fitting black shirt, and the first button of his shirt was unbuttoned, which revealed his sexy and alluring collar-bone. He gave off a laid-back aura, almost as if he was like the happy-go-lucky type of person.

Unlike his stoic twin brother, Richie emitted the personality of a wild and resolute man. There was a sense of casualness in his evil and charming smile. He looked as if he didn't care about anything in the world.

"Special assistant? Like that pretentious woman, Anstey?" Richie's eyes were shining.

Hearing this, the corners of Bryan's mouth twitched uncomfortably. Then, he muttered, "Richie, did my special assistant offend you? If she heard what you just said, she would be upset."

"Well, it's true." Richie didn't take it seriously. "Don't tell me you're considering a little office romance with a woman from work?"

"Maybe," replied Bryan nonchalantly.

"What?" It wasn't the answer that he had expected from Bryan. Shocked, Richie looked at his brother up and down and asked, "Since when did you have such bad taste?"