The beauty mark beneath Clarity’s eye only added to her charm. In fact, not many men would be able to resist her. “What’s wrong, Frank?” Helen seemed to sense that something was wrong on the screen and frowned slightly. “It’s nothing.” Frank shook his head, reluctant to let it go or Helen would definitely get jealous and misunderstand.
Still, despite his antsy attitude, he was not about to play along to Clarity’s tune.
He understood that the more beautiful a woman was, the more dangerous they would be.
Likewise, she was definitely up to something if she appeared very interested in someone.
And the fact that Clarity came to him twice so enthusiastically made it clear it was no coincidence, and she was planning something.
Meanwhile, Helen opened a presentation file on the other end, introducing her project with a professional script.
“Ms. Clarity, we’ve drawn up plans and blueprints for the resort you asked for. Do take a look…”
The exchange took less than ten minutes, and it was clear that Helen was a top-level professional.
Still, while Clarity appeared to be satisfied, her feet continued to brush against Frank’s under the table, along his calves and up to his thigh.
The delicate sensation left Frank flinching, and he leveled an angry glare at her.
Clarity, however, was not even
looking at him she was watching the screen, smiling and clapping. “Well done, Ms. Lane. Your plans are well written and detailed, so I’m really impressed. I’ll invest three billion dollars in the project, with one to be wired tonight.”
“Eh?” Helen appeared surprised. “This is a major transaction, Ms. Clarity. Don’t you need time to sleep on it?”
“Nope,” Clarity replied, flashing a professional smile at Helen even as she continued to play footsie with Frank. “Though to be honest, mainly trust Mr. Lawrence-his women won’t be pushovers.”
“I see…” Helen sighed in relief on the screen, though Frank could see the warning glare and exasperation flashing in Helen’s eyes.
“By the way, Ms. Lane…” Clarity said, licking coffee off her lips as she winked at Frank. “I’d like to borrow Mr. Lawrence for half a day to satisfy my personal… interests.”
She was basically ignoring Helen’s presence now, even rubbing her feet on Frank’s thighs.
Frank kept a straight face as he sighed and turned away, feigning ignorance to stop her ‘assault’.
However, Clarity did not give up, even brushing her feet on his groin now.
“Hey!” Frank shot her a glare, unable to avoid her.
Clarity gave up on pretenses too, leaning forward so that her cleavage was bared in full, her gaze suddenly distant.
She was breathing heavily even as she adjusted herself to an alluring pose, smiling bewitchingly, “Have you forgotten, Mr. Lawrence? I
remembered going all the way net
ove
Zam to see you, but you’ve forgotten me already… And you never came to the masquerade ball at Twin Lions Hotel…”
