Chapter 48
In the bathroom, water vapor is swirling.
Michael is leaning against the edge of the bathtub, bare-chested, with perfect muscle lines and a honey-colored healthy complexion, particularly charming under the soft light in the bathroom...
The bathtub is embedded in the ground like a small swimming pool.
The lingering water vapor spreads layer by layer with the water waves, emitting a faint fragrance.
It seems to evoke some kind of emotion and exudes a seductive atmosphere throughout the room.
Sofia steps into the bathroom with a heavy head, glances at the man who is as perfect as a sculpture, and can't help but sigh silently, "Your wounds are not suitable for soaking in water yet."
Michael shrugs indifferently, then stands up straight, as if he knew she would come in, and says coldly, "Take off your clothes."
"..." His stubborn behavior makes her roll her eyes.
Just how obsessed with cleanliness is this man?
Even with injuries like this, he still insists on taking a bath.
Sighing again, she walks slowly towards him.
The tall and sturdy figure instantly catches her eye, and a strong masculine scent fills her nostrils. Her face turns red, and her heart skips a beat or two.
Holding her breath, she reaches out her slender fingers, trembling as she helps him undo his pants...
Suddenly, the phone rang~
The outdoor phone rang sharply, cutting through the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Sofia's flushed cheeks showed her fear of being unable to resist his strong electric current. She frowned and quipped, "You should answer your phone..."
Perhaps she was too afraid of him, or perhaps she was afraid of being unable to resist him.
At this moment, she was extremely grateful for the phone call that saved her.
In a panic, she turned around and rushed out without caring about her damp clothes.
Bang.
A heavy slamming door echoed.
Leaving behind the well-built naked man in the bathroom, frowning and picking up the extension phone, he spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Hello, Isabella..."
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On the fourth day, in the morning,
Sofia was awakened from her pleasant dream by a ringing phone.
She opened her drowsy eyes and lazily answered the call.
"Sofia, even the CEO has come to work, and you haven't arrived yet! If you continue to neglect your work like this, I will make sure the CEO fires you!" The caller was Linda.
"What?" Startled by the news, Sofia hadn't yet figured out the situation. "The CEO has come to work?"
She jumped out of bed barefoot, stepped on the carpet, and hurried out of the bedroom.
The spacious house was already quiet and clean, and Michael was nowhere to be found.
"Yes! Our great CEO came to work just a few days after the car accident. Sofia, as a small employee, do you even know how to spell the word 'shame'?" Linda's voice on the phone was unusually sharp.
"I know, I know..." Sofia rubbed her sore forehead after a night of heavy drinking and hurriedly replied, "I'll be there soon..."
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Sofia rushed to the Johnson Group, covered in dust.
Outside the building, a crowd of media had gathered, pointing cameras of all shapes and sizes at the Johnson Group like a barrage of cannonballs.
In the midst of the crowd, gossip reporters could be heard chattering:
"Johnson Group suddenly announced that the first round of bidding for the ’X’ project will start at noon today. This is crazy!"
"Yeah, it's almost ten days earlier than scheduled. Fortunately, we were prepared all along, so we can get the first-hand report today."
"I heard that many of the participating units were caught off guard. Haha, I bet there will be a lot of embarrassing moments this time..."
"Michael is really ruthless. I guess they did it to prevent cheating in secret, right?"
"Hey hey hey, according to a certain insider, the French superstar Miss Isabella secretly returned to the country not long ago. Do you think this ’X’ project is paving the way for Isabella to open up the domestic market?"
"Come on, Isabella is at least an entertainment figure. How can she be compared with the high-end financial and economic field of Johnson Group?"
"What? You don't know? It is said that the ’X’ project is a gift from Michael to Miss Isabella!"
"No way? That's so explosive!"
"What's the relationship between Michael and this Isabella?"
"Now everyone is very uncertain, but they are probably lovers."
"What about Mayor Pei's daughter, Miss Ruby? Didn't they say she's engaged to Michael?"
"Wow, high society is really chaotic..."
As Sofia listened to all this gossip along the way, her mood became increasingly heavy.
With furrowed brows, she hurriedly entered the elevator.
It turned out that the first round of bidding was taking place today, and she remembered that the Brown Group was also among the shortlisted companies. Her heart suddenly began to race.
But who was Isabella?
"Ding," the elevator door opened.