Kara had been sitting in front of the laptop for several hours, collecting job vacancy information. However, none of them matched her qualifications. Her status as a single parent of two children was clearly not an advantage, let alone the bad note that Finnic deliberately left on her resume. “Should I contact Ben Wilson? I can volunteer to be a waiter at his restaurant. Maybe, he would accept me for the sake of the twins.” After a blink, Kara looked for Ben's business card in her bag. But then, she remembered. She tucked the card in a notebook on her desk. "Should I go get it? My things are still there too." Kara crossed her arms and tapped her elbow with her pen. As far as she remembered, Frank had a schedule outside the office. “Okay. I just need to do it before Frank gets back to the office.” She rushed over. Arriving on the 10th floor of the Savior Group Building, Kara let out a sigh of relief. There were no guards there. Thinking that Frank wasn't there either, she walked

"Of course. Isn't that our agreement?" Smiling crookedly, Frank returned to his room. Kara blinked at her stupidity. She thought her position was only secretary because Frank didn't ask for bed services anymore. But apparently, she still had to provide other services. “Gosh, I'm the hero. Why does he still have the heart to bully me?” Kara sighed helplessly. However, after exhaling quickly, she pursed her lips and nodded. ‘But it's okay. My salary has doubled. The welfare of the twins can be guaranteed now.’ She clenched her fist and jerked it into the air. “Yeah, I have to work harder.” When office work hour was over, Kara followed Frank home. She got goosebumps when she saw the CEO's bed. Secretly, she was grateful that the man didn't drag her again. While Frank was in the shower, Kara finally had the chance to call the twins. Even though they had to whisper, the children were still happy. "So, that evil CEO accepted Mommy to work again?" Louis asked in disbelief. Kara smiled

“I think you'd better wait here. I don't want a troublesome girl like you to interfere with my performance on the field," Frank suggested while nodding stiffly. He also didn't dare look at Kara, afraid of being asked to explain what he had just done. "Yes, you are right. I'll definitely be a burden if I go there.” Kara tried to nod, but failed. The warmth of Frank's lips on her neck seemed to have disrupted her nerve pathways. Without additional words, Frank got out of his luxury car. He even chose to wear protective clothing outside. He and Kara really needed distance. Otherwise, awkwardness could paralyze them. As the CEO left, Kara immediately took a mirror from her bag. She wanted to know how her neck was doing. As soon as she saw the location of the bee sting, she gasped. "Why are there three?" There was a new spot near the two bee sting marks. It's the same red color, but it's not swollen since it didn't come from bees. Frank Harper was the creator. While grimacing, Kara

In the afternoon, Kara sat at her work desk while supporting her head with one hand. Her eyes closed occasionally. Only when the phone rang did her back straighten. "Good morning. Frank Harper's office." "I pay you to work, not sleep." Kara looked at the mirror in front of her. The CEO must have been glaring at her from behind the glass. "Sorry, Sir. It's not my fault that I'm sleepy. You're the one who drained my energy. Don't you remember how I was panting and drenched in sweat this morning? I couldn't even walk." The guards exchanged glances. When they arrived at the mansion this morning, Frank and Kara were both taking a shower. If it was a usual day, their boss must be already in a neat condition. Frank Harper must have done something important with his secretary. He was even willing to postpone his departure for that activity. "My friend will arrive soon. Hurry up and buy us lunch. No need to go far. Just look for it at the cafe on the 5th floor." Kara walked lazily towar

"Just do it yourself. I'd rather cook in the kitchen. Excuse me." Kara stomped her feet, leaving the room. Frank was stunned to see her. With a stupid look, he turned to the lotion bottle that had just hit his hard muscle. “Why is she angry? That’s the normal stage that must be done after bathing." Meanwhile, Kara kept mumbling. Even when she arrived in the kitchen, she couldn't stop nagging. “He accused Ben of being a flirt, but he himself was a pervert. Why is he so disgusting?" Since that night, Kara had always looked at Frank with suspicion. However, the man was not bothered at all. He still continued to give orders, thinking that he enjoyed seeing her in trouble. In reality, his heart couldn't stand not seeing Kara for even a minute. Thursday afternoon, Kara was busy compiling a report. Frank intended to tell her to get the files in the shelf. However, as he was about to press the phone button, he flinched. His eyes widened because of Ben's presence near the secretary's desk