After a few moments, Kara was forced to sit in the front passenger seat by Frank. She was wearing strange clothes like the astronaut. A helmet was placed on her head. “Sir, are you sure about this decision? They have prepared a racer. Why do you risk your safety?” “You doubt the capabilities of Savior Automotive's researchers?” Kara blinked uncertainly. She didn't dare nod. "Or perhaps you regret replacing Jeremy today?" "No. Absolutely not," Kara replied even though her heart was struggling to send signals to get out of the car. Seeing the secretary's obedience, Frank Harper smiled proudly. "Good. Now put on your seat belt!” After lowering Kara's visor, he closed the door with a bang. However, instead of getting into the driver's seat, he stepped back to the researcher's side. “Please begin.” Everyone was wide-eyed. They looked at the girl who was still waiting in the car. The only thing they could do was just praying for her life. “Why is that Perverted Demon taking so lon
"I was your personal assistant when I replaced Jeremy yesterday, wasn’t I?" Kara's voice was hoarse. Her throat was hot. “That's a personal assistant. What we discuss is a servant. From the second I open my eyes to the second I close them, I want you to always be alert.” Kara tried to force a smile, but failed. The twins' cries had clouded her mind. It was impossible for her to dedicate all her time to Frank, while her children had to be entrusted to Susan 24 hours a day. “Do I have to serve you for the next three months? Don't you think it's too much?” “You mind? Then enjoy your three months as an unpaid stupid secretary.” Kara crossed her arms and gripped her elbows. Her style was exactly like Emily's when she dealt with Frank. Luckily, the man didn't notice. He was blinded by resentment towards his secretary. ‘Would the twins understand if I disappeared for three months? Soon they will go to school. They need a lot of preparation. But, if I don't agree to these conditions, ho
As soon as they saw Kara's new appearance, everyone's eyes widened. Previously, Kara wore a loose blouse. No one knew that she had the perfect body like a supermodel. Now, with a tight shirt and almost undone buttons, it wasn't just her curves that were visible. Her sexiness almost blinded everyone’s eyes. Even the female manager was amazed by her. The guards failed to control their gaze and Frank Harper involuntarily swallowed hard. “You think I can judge the prototype with you cover it like that? Put your hands down!” Kara lowered her head even deeper. Her cheeks and eyes were red. She knew that Frank intended to avenge yesterday's embarrassing incident. However, she did not expect that the man would have the heart to abuse her. Seeing Kara transformed into a statue, Frank furrowed his brows. It was hard to believe that Kara still had the guts to refute his words. "Why don’t you move? Do you want me to cut your salary?" Kara took a deep breath. Her tears were hanging on her ey
Kara's jaw throbbed angrily. Her hands were clenched into hatred. Frank Harper was indeed a Perverted Demon! "My job is a secretary, not a bed slave," she emphasized with teary eyes. "But you already agreed to be my servant. Did you forget?" Kara looked down and sighed. Her lips quivered in worry. ‘Taking care of my children is my obligation. But, should I surrender myself to this bad guy to fulfill it? Isn't there another way to earn money?’ “Stop testing me, Sir. I realize that your standards are far above mine. If you slept with me, what would people say and how would your fiancee react? You couldn’t possibly sacrifice your perfect image to teach me a lesson, right?” The curve of Frank's lips turned stiff. He didn't know that Kara could be that clever in finding a way out. "You don't mind having your salary cut?" “If I were willing to serve you tonight, would you do it? Are you ready to tarnish your perfect life?” Frank swallowed hard. His expression was tense. In his entir
Instead of wavering, Kara returned the sharp gaze. “You don't know anything about other's lives either, Sir. But you always judge. You never forgive their mistakes and always think they are no better than you.” “Then are you better than me?” Kara tried to shake her head, but her movements were limited. Her expression became colder and stiffer. "No. I never compare myself with anyone. What is important to me is to live life as best as possible. I don't care what other people think about me because the truth is only in my mind." "Bullshit! You even got angry when I called you a slut.” “That's because I can't stand your arbitrary attitude. Just because you are a great CEO, you feel free to bully your employees. Don’t you realize? No one really likes you, Sir. They only care about money and the benefits they can gain from your power.” Silence hung in the air. Kara looked at Frank with hatred, while Frank looked at Kara with anger. Both of their eyes were filled with tears, coated wi
“The bartender was assigned to put drugs into two glasses of drink. One is a sleeping drug, while the other is a stimulant." Frank's heart suddenly raced. He remembered that the girl he had slept with was lying in submission, just like someone who had been given sleeping pills, while he had turned into a vicious monster who had forgotten everything. He only cared about his libido which went crazy that night. ‘If the girl took sleeping pills, is she also a victim? That girl who resembles Kara or maybe ... Kara Martin herself?’ “Who paid him to frame me?” Frank asked with wide eyes. He subconsciously held his breath as he waited for an answer. “Your guess is wrong, Sir. Nobody meant to frame you. Both drugs are intended for other people.” Frank flinched. His mouth was wide open, but no sound came out. Confusion clogged his brain and throat. “The sleeping drug was given to a girl, while the stimulant was for her co-worker. However, the plan did not go smoothly. Her co-worker didn't
"Wow, Mommy is home!" Kara gasped. She quickly wiped her tears and turned towards the door. "Hello, Little Bee. Mommy didn't know you’re home." With joyful laughter, Louis and Emily hugged their mother. "What did Mommy think? Mommy should’ve heard us coming home." "If it's a criminal who came in, what will happen? Mommy could be in danger!" Kara cupped her children's cheek. Her head shook slightly. "Aren't we good people? Remember, good people are always protected by ...." "God!" the twins answered in unison. Their eyes sparkled brightly. "But there's no harm in being careful, Mommy. Next time, you don't daydream again, okay?" Emily stroked her mother's hair. Getting that much attention, Kara's smile broke into laughter. She nodded and kissed her daughter's chubby cheek. "Emily, I don't think Mommy was daydreaming. Mommy was suffering from pain!" Louis pointed at the compress on the floor. "Do you have a fever, Mommy?" Looking at Louis’ furrowed brows, Kara immediately shook
"Unfortunately, other children can also tell stories. Isn't there something more special that you can show?" Rowan Harper raised an eyebrow. "Louis is good at counting." "No, you're the smarter one, Emily." Before the twins argued, Rowan tested them with simple mathematical operations. Amazingly, the twins always answered quickly and precisely. Then, he tested their numeracy skills with more complicated cases. Again, the questions given seemed easy for them. "Last question. One of our subsidiaries plans to add computers. The research department needs 8, IT needs 5, marketing needs 3, and administration needs 2. But, the available budget is only enough to buy 16 high-end computers of the same type. What should we do?" Louis and Emily looked at each other. They didn't expect to encounter such a problem. "The total required is 18." "That's right, 2 units more than budgeted." Rowan Harper secretly smiled proudly. Such a small kids could already discuss things beyond their age? Tru