Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Hero Saves Beauty

Kira lay on Spencer's body as if boneless, breathing fragrantly in his ear, her boneless hand freely roaming over his body, sliding down along his strong chest...

Spencer stared at the woman's heavily makeup face expressionlessly, clearly the woman he spent a night within the hotel, but for some reason, whether it was her aura or the feeling she gave him, it was completely different from his memory.

It even made him feel extremely disgusted.

Spencer coldly pushed away Kira's hand, "Didn't Aunt Watson tell you? Without permission, you are not allowed to enter the third floor."

Kira's face turned pale, rubbing her painful wrist, unable to believe what she heard, "I... I just wanted to help you bathe, you have the smell of alcohol on you, so sticky, it must be uncomfortable. I, I didn't think too much."

Spencer glanced deeply at her, then got up to straighten his shirt collar that she had messed up, "It's not necessary."

He turned and walked into the bathroom.

Watching Spencer's merciless figure, Kira held onto her palm tightly.

...

The next morning, the sunlight was streaming in through the cracks in the curtains, casting a mottled reflection on the floor.

Spencer's biological clock always rang at seven in the morning. After washing up, he stood in front of the mirror without moving for a long time.

"Sss-"

He hadn't noticed last night, but he actually had such a big bite mark from that woman.

The corner of his mouth unconsciously curved up.

Arriving at the company, as soon as Spencer walked out of the elevator, he saw Scarlet leaning against the elevator door, fiddling with her bag.

It was the bag she used to catch his vomit last night.

Spencer: "..." Is she that poor?

Scarlet sighed quietly and murmured to herself, "My poor Big White, just three months old and already died in the line of duty, sniff sniff."

A colleague beside her glanced at her bag and joked, "Since Big White is gone, have your boyfriend buy you a new one. By the way, the new bag from LV is really nice, I saw you looking at it the other day."

Scarlet smiled but didn't say anything.

What she thought was, one hundred and thirty thousand!

A colleague then asked, "By the way, Scarlet, how are you planning to spend Valentine's Day? How about we go together to the pub next to the company, we can book a private room for a few of us."

Scarlet shook her head, "No, I already have plans."

Spencer took note of her reaction, his gaze sweeping over her bag, and he walked expressionlessly towards the office.

In the afternoon, Scarlet was drafted by Spencer to accompany him on an inspection of the business in the partner's shopping mall.

This kind of activity wasn't something she, as a small fry, needed to be involved in, so when the big shots went to inspect, Scarlet was left to her own devices. Thinking of Kira who seemed to have run away from home, Scarlet entered a luxury goods store, intending to buy her a bag.

She looked around but didn't find anything she liked, about to leave.

The salesperson smiled, "If you can't afford it, don't waste your expression looking around, nowadays all sorts of people can come in."

"Are you talking about me?"

"You say it is, then it is."

"Does your shopping center have a rule that you can't browse without making a purchase? Or is it just your own rule?"

The salesperson rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled as she walked towards Scarlet.

"Can I help you find something to look at?"

"Do you have glasses?"

"Yes, we do. These are all the latest styles for this season. What type are you looking for?"

"I want colored glasses, the kind that can make one look down on others."

Scarlet turned around and saw Spencer standing next to a tall man, with his pitch-black eyes fixed straight on her.