Shaking his head in disgust, Frank pointed at the secretary's black shoes. “You're not an apprentice, so put away those old fashioned shoes. And those pants ... swap them for skirts. That way, you might look a little more attractive. Then, that boring blouse ... look for something more fashionable. Lastly, your head.”
"What's wrong with my head?" Kara asked in a horrified tone. She could understand if the CEO protested her outfit, but her head? Does that Lewd Demon also want to replace it?
“You are unsightly. Take off your hair tie!"
Kara flinched. She was in danger. If her hair was down, wouldn't Frank Harper recognize her more easily?
“I'm more comfortable like this, Sir. If my hair was down, it would be more troublesome.”
“You're the one who's bothered, not me. Take it off or I'll do it!"
Kara swallowed hard. She wanted to find a reason, but there wasn't one. While lowering her head, she was forced to let her hair down.
“Put away your glasses too!”
“G-glasses? How can I see?” Kara stammered. She realized that Frank Harper had suspected her.
“You still have eyes. So let it go!”
Frank suddenly grabbed Kara's glasses. Kara spontaneously covered her eyes with one hand.
“Please return it, Sir! I'll get dizzy without glasses!" Her other hand flailed aimlessly.
“This is not a plus or minus glasses. What are you bothering about?”
Kara peeked through her fingers. Frank was wearing the glasses! Panicking, Kara tried to grab it. However, the CEO swiftly caught both of her hands.
From such a close distance, it was impossible for Frank Harper not to remember. However, Kara had been locked in his hands. She couldn't run away. The only thing she could do was to close her eyes and scrunch up her face.
Kara didn't know that her tactic actually refreshed Frank's memory. On their burning night, she unconsciously made that expression every time the Lewd Demon pushed too deep.
“Kara Martin, are you sure we've never met before?”
Kara thought her heart exploded. Her chest was tight. She could no longer breathe. With wide eyes, she just stared at the gray beads. Her pale face was reflected there.
If she didn't act immediately, she was sure her lungs would stop forever. She wasn't ready to leave the twins with threats from their heartless biological father.
"Sir!" Kara shouted unexpectedly. The girl herself was surprised by her voice. "Isn't your behavior outrageous? You asked me to keep my distance, but you broke it yourself."
Frank was stunned to hear the protest. With furrowed brows, he glanced at his grasp. Kara's hand was writhing there. "You were about to attack me. Isn't it natural for me to defend myself?"
"You started the matter. If you didn't take my glasses, how could I attack? Are you secretly interested in me?"
Frank's eyeballs almost popped out. In his entire life, this was the first time a woman had accused him of harboring feelings.
"Are you crazy? Your dreams are too high." Frank let go of Kara then cleaned his fingers with a handkerchief.
"Then why don't you let me resign? You also act like a child asking for attention. Is your perfect fiancee boring? That’s why you're looking for something different? An ugly, stiff girl like me, for example?"
Frank sighed in disbelief. Kara Martin was different from other women. She was so annoying!
"You're ungrateful, hmm? I gave you a chance to improve yourself, but you just became a mess. Never mind! Now bring me a cup of coffee!"
Getting the opportunity she had been waiting for, Kara ran out of the room. She had forgotten her glasses. She didn't even notice that the man who opened the door for her was holding back laughter. She just wanted to escape from Frank Harper.
"Why are you laughing?" the CEO shouted as soon as Jeremy turned to face him.
"Please don't be too hard on that girl, Sir. Her assumption is not wrong. You do seem to like her."
"Jeremy!"
The assistant raised both hands. He didn't dare speak anymore. After a nod, he left the room. Frank always needed time to cool off.
Meanwhile, in the pantry, Kara had just walked in, out of breath. Occasionally, she patted her cheek. She still couldn't believe that she had managed to escape the suspicion of the Lewd Demon.
‘This is like a suicide mission. I have to leave this company as soon as possible.’
While thinking hard, Kara prepared hot water and a cup. However, as soon as she opened the cupboard, her focus was diverted.
The row of jars in front of her were labeled with the names of the days. Black Ivory coffee for Monday, Finca El Injerto for Tuesday, Saint Helena for Wednesday, Hacienda La Esmeralda for Thursday, and Luwak coffee for Friday. The contents of that cupboard cost more than her monthly salary!
"Does it require a special technique to brew it?" Kara sighed worriedly. She could imagine Frank's anger if she wasted the coffee grounds.
‘But, isn't that good? If that Perverted Demon gets angry, he'll definitely fire me.’
Kara's smile widened. After nodding firmly, she turned off the heating kettle. Without thinking, she put the coffee into a cup, and then poured it with water that had not yet boiled. She added salt and pepper to it. As soon as the coffee was ready to be served, she was half-dead from laughing.
"Is that his order?" Jeremy asked when she arrived at the door.
"Yes." Kara quickly pursed her lips so as not to leak her amusement. She was ready to accept the anger of the Perverted Demon.
"You brewed it according to the instructions on the back of the jar, right?"
Hearing that serious tone, Kara's smile suddenly froze. After blinking, she nodded stiffly. "Yes."
"That's good. Mister Harper's mood is not good and you've already caused trouble twice. I hope you don't make any more mistakes."
Receiving such a serious warning, Kara's guts shrank a bit. "What happens if I make the third mistake? Will I be fired immediately?"
Jeremy grimaced. "Mr. Harper's punishment is not just dismissal. I hope you never find out. Now, come in quickly! Don't keep him waiting!"
Kara's heart skipped a beat when Jeremy pushed her back through the door. She wanted to step back, but those terrible gray eyes were already staring at her.
‘What happens if that Perverted Demon drinks this? Is this really a suicide mission?’
Kara's face turned pale. Her hands were shaking. However, the man who was on the phone called her using his index finger. Like it or not, Kara approached.
"So, the CB-23 prototype failed?"
Frank's voice shook Kara's knees. She could control her nervousness at first. Unfortunately, when she was about to put down the cup, Frank suddenly hit the table. The coffee in Kara's hand almost spilled.
"Have you forgotten? Everything that threatens our reputation must be eliminated. I don't care how many millions you spent on that prototype. Those broken and useless items must still be destroyed."
Kara didn't dare move. Louis and Emily's faces now flashed in her mind. The twins also threatened the company's reputation. If Frank Harper didn't hesitate to destroy prototypes worth millions dollars, what about unwanted children?
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