Not A Small-Town Girl

David loved the fragrance of her body.

Nathan slowly raised the partition in the car, not daring to see them.

The two of them were inseparable in the car. In the end, Danielle regained her rationality. She pushed him away and rushed into the building.

"Mr. Charrington, Mrs. Charrington ran so fast as if a dog was chasing after her..." Nathan blurt out.

"Do you want to die?" David asked coldly.

His gaze was fixed on the direction Danielle left in.

Nathan shuddered. ’I knew it. Gentle bosses don’t exist. He’s starting to threaten me, he thought.

He said, "I’m sorry. You two are so compatible. You’re simply a perfect match.

"The scene of you two staying together was too romantic just now. I couldn’t help but take a few photos." Nathan handed the phone to David as if he was presenting a treasure.

It was a bunch of photos of the two of them eating at a top-notch restaurant, as well as photos of David wearing a necklace for Danielle.

David flipped through these photos and smiled. ’She looks good from every angle. No wonder she’s my love,’ he thought.

Nathan looked at David, who was looking at the photos with a doting and infatuated expression.

’Both of us are good-looking. In the future, our children will definitely be even better looking. At this moment, David’s thoughts had already drifted to the scene of the two of them having children.

David took Nathan’s phone and sent the photos to his phone. At the same time, he deleted all the photos on Nathan’s phone.

’How petty. Nathan whispered to himself.

"Good job. Three times the bonus for this quarter," David said.

Nathan’s eyes widened. Just by taking a few photos, he got a salary increase. He seemed to have found a way to make more money.

"Thank you, Mr. Charrington. I wish you and Mrs. Charrington a happy life forever..."

Nathan was indeed David’s right-hand man. He was good at flattering David.

David picked out a photo of the two of them hugging and made it into a phone wallpaper so that he could see her every time he turned on his phone.

"Go back to the office," he ordered.

Black Web. Danielle still remembered Joseph’s matter.

She dialed an internal number. "Come to my office."

Less than a minute later, there was a knock on the office door.

"Miss Darling, what can I do for you?" Emery asked with a smile.