Chapter 59

“Besides,” Frank: continineed, commanding attention, “you deserve this

too.”

Frank put a black card on the tablet. You can use it anytime, for anything, in any amount. Happyy employees tend to be more

enthusiastic about working int!?”

Kara sighed in confusion. “Wenica minute, isn’t this too much?”

“Absolutely not,” Franit saki buibbly. Jeremy also has a card like this. it’s just that there is a limit to hisscard.”

After muttering the end or his staacgreent, Frank placed a car key on too of the card and tablet. This isscomake your mobilization easier.

You don’t need to waste time on publicareansportation anymore. And

the last thing….”

Frank took out a diamond-covered phone opisch only two units were produced in the world. “I know your cellphone was broken by

Ben.

Enough, Sir,” Kara interrupted as she took a stepback. “I car

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opy seed this tablet. The rest, no. Thank you.

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Becouueathgy’re not what a secretary like me should have Thosse tenns willingake me took like a bad girl who wants to stealyour fortuna

Frankishooditinst head weakly “You’re not like that.”

“Other people would think so.

“Since when do you care what other people say?”

As Kara fell silent, Frank moved closer. He had difficulty holding himself back from touching her.

“All this time, you have always acted following your own heart. You don’t care about other people’s opinions, even your own boss. Do you remember how you pointed your finger right in front of my eyes? No one dared to do that, especially on the first day of work, apart from

you.”

Kara swallowed bitterly. “That was the time when I was still reckless. Now I am more aware. I know myself better. I have to act wiser.” She looked away.

While Kara was catching her breath, Frank whispered, “You don’t need to be afraid of false accusations, Kara. You are not a gold digger. You get several gifts from me because I want to give you appreciation.”

Kara glanced at Frank out of the corner of her eye. “Appreciation?”

Frank stepped forward. “You can’t imagine how happy I am every time I’m around you,” he whispered.

Kara snorted in disgust. Before she turned around, Frank grabbed her

hand.

“If you don’t want to accept this card or a car, that’s fine. But please don’t refuse this.”

As Frank nodded faintly, Kara looked down at the watch in his hand.

“It’s not much, Kara,” Frank sighed as he put the watch on Kara’s wrist. “Look, it’s like a normal watch. No one will suspect anything.”

“But you’re wearing the same watch,” Kara said in a half-whisper and reluctant voice.

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Frank blinked with a flat look. Without making a sound, he took off the watch he was wearing. “Then I won’t wear it anymore.”

Kara was stunned. She looked at Frank with round, questioning eyes.

Frank really wanted to touch that adorable face. However, he just smiled and put his hands in his pockets.

“Now go back to work. Finish your assignment on time because this afternoon, you have to come with me.”

Kara’s eyebrows rose higher. “Where to?”

“You’ll find out later.”

Still with a frown on her forehead, Kara walked towards the door. She was still too surprised by the CEO’s unusually sweet attitude.

Meanwhile, the curve of Frank’s lips slowly turned sour. After making sure Kara reached her desk, he looked at the items beside him. His breathing turned heavy. He was not used to rejection.

“I’ll have to find another way,” he muttered as he put the luxury items

into a drawer.

That day, Frank returned to his ”

self. His emotions were under

control and he faced all problems with a cool head.

The staff and bodyguards could breathe a sigh of relief. As long as Frank could see Kara, there would be no fear of punishment or

dismissal.

Unfortunately, as the break time arrived, Isabela came with two stacks of lunch boxes. Seeing her elegant-looking ivory blazer and unusually light make-up, Frank’s expression turned sour. He knew very well that the girl was copying Kara.

“Good afternoon, Hubby.” Isabela walked leisurely while lifting her lunch bag high.

Frank looked at her with an unfriendly arch of his eyebrows. “Isn’t the fitting this afternoon?”

“Yeah, but I want to have lunch with you.”

Isabela stretched out her neck. Seeing Frank only eating salad and green grapes, she placed her palm in front of her rounded mouth.

“Gosh, why did that that geeky secretary give you an unbalanced menu? You’re always busy, Hubby. You need nutritious food. She shouldn’t make you conform to her low taste.”

Just as Isabela was about to put the salad away, Frank leaned back and gave her a sharp look. “I ordered this menu. Do I have low taste?”

Isabela froze. After blinking stiffly, she tried to relax her stiff smile.

“What a coincidence. I brought a menu that can complement your lunch.” She took out the lunch boxes. “Look! I ordered this specially from a restaurant that has seven Michelin stars.”

Isabela began to place the white containers one by one on the table.

“For the starter, I ordered mango and grilled shrimps. I thought this would remind you of the sea. You can relax while imagining t are sailing on a ship.”

“For the main menu, there is cold smoked salmon with spiced ry crumble, pickles, and basil leaves.”

“Then for the dessert, I asked for grilled prawn and melon salad, mil crackle, pepper, and lime. I’m sure you’ll like it.”

The corners of Frank’s lips twitched. His eyes were fixed on the red shrimp that seemed to be glaring at him.

‘Of all the menus in the world, why is this stupid model serving me such a deadly meal?’

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“You chose similar creatures for the appetizer and dessert?”

Isabela didn’t notice Frank’s slightly raised tone. She nodded firmly.

“Yes. I deliberately arranged our lunch with a sea theme. You used to like having holidays on the beach or sailing, right?”

“And you chose shrimp?” Frank added emphasis.

However, Isabela nodded proudly. She did not realize that she had served poison to her future husband.

After snorting in disgust, Frank continued to eat his salad. “Give the food to someone else. I’m not interested.”

Isabela’s eyes widened. “Why? Is seven stars still not enough? You want me to find another chef with more experience?”

“Quickly put it away. You’re ruining my appetite. My work is still piling up and I don’t want my focus to be disturbed by thinking about

vacation.”

Hearing that cold tone, Isabela clenched her jaw. With great compulsion, she gathered the boxes into one pile.

“Okay. We can eat together tonight. Now, let me brew coffee You definitely need it, right?”

Frank didn’t answer, but Isabela still touched his shoulder and

whispered affectionately, “Wait a moment. I won’t be long.”

Then, she came out to the pantry with a sweet smile. There were many eyes watching. She couldn’t look pathetic.

However, as she was about to enter the pantry, her steps stopped. Her ears caught Kara’s soft voice.

Isabela peeked and saw Kara was sitting in a chair, examining something in her hands. From over her shoulder, she could see a

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