Chapter 5 Serial Trap

"How could it be a trap? I'm just trying my best to keep you. Sign it now. "

The man whose trap was exposed didn't seem to feel sorry at all. He looked at her with a brighter smile and kept urging her.

"No, I take my word back. I regret." Wendy frowned. At this moment, Leon looked like a strange man who was trying to lure a little girl. The uneasiness in the bottom of Wendy's heart gradually spread. She spread her hands and threw the contract on the sofa beside.

"Really regret? I had a surprise for you, alas. " Wendy's refusal seemed to be in his expectation. Leon sighed helplessly.

"No, thanks. I'd better find another job." Wendy didn't like the feeling of being stared at, so she turned around and was about to leave. However, she didn't expect that she would be stopped in the air by the next sentence of Leon.

"Don't you want to know where Levi is?"

A cold voice sounded behind Wendy, her heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, the blood all over her body instantly condensed, making her unable to move.

"What else do you know?" Wendy's face darkened and her voice was as cold as ice. It was her secret, but this man spoke it out easily as talking about a lunch!

"I'll tell you after you sign it."

In an instant, the initiative was back in the hands of Leon. He had no choice but to force her.

"Leon, there is a limit to everything!" Wendy clenched her fists under her sleeves and looked at the man who was a head higher than her. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth. But she could only bear it because of what he said just now.

"You'll know after you sign it." Leon repeated patiently, but Wendy kept silent.

After a long time, Wendy seemed to have made a big decision after a strong struggle. She went straight to the sofa and signed her name on the contract which she had just abandoned.

"Can you tell me now?"

"Don't worry. I won't run away. Eight o'clock tomorrow, arrive at the twenty-three floor of FS International on time. "

Said Leon unhurriedly, while on the side, Juan enjoyed watching the play very much.

"Okay, I see." A feeling of being teased rose from the bottom of her heart, Wendy held back the rising flames in her chest. Thinking of the name Leon had just called out, she could only swallow her pain and anger.

She didn't want to see the hypocritical face of the man in front of her anymore. Without saying a word, Wendy turned around and left.

After Wendy's figure completely disappeared, Juan walked close to Leon with a snicker on his face and said, "Good, you brat. You serial trap set for the girl was excellent. Why didn't I find before that you have a stomach of bad ideas before? "

"Shut up!" With an impatient wave of his hand, Leon gestured for Juan to leave.

"Well, let's get down to business. Mr. Maud sent me a letter, saying that he was very sorry and would hold a banquet for you next Wednesday to apologize." The frivolous look on Juan's face was replaced by a serious one.

"Apologize? I'm afraid it's not a banquet. " Leon sneered. His long and narrow eyes were filled with coldness. Just a glance, made people feel as if they were in a cold cellar.

"Maybe, but they failed this time. They won't have too much actions in the near future."

Leon walked to the tea table, with his slender legs crossed naturally. Although his movements were very casual, there was a sense of dignity in him.

"What happened just now? New target? " Thinking of what had happened just now, Juan still had a guilty conscience.

"Don't ask anything that has nothing to do with you." Leon frowned, but he didn't answer Juan's curiosities.

"Kate will be back soon. Don't go too far." Seeing this, Juan knew that he couldn't get any information from Leon, but as his best friend, he had to remind him.

Leon nodded and turned to look out of the window, lost in thought.

At eight o'clock on the second day, Wendy arrived at the building of Style International on time. After hesitating for a while, she walked in.

But before she went upstairs, she was stopped by the receptionist.

"Hello. Your identification, please?" The impersonal female voice sounded faintly. Wendy stunned and handed her ID.

The receptionist was shocked when she saw Wendy's ID.

"Oh, it's Miss Wendy. This way, go straight is the president's exclusive elevator. Mr. Leon is waiting for you on the twenty-third floor."