CHAPTER 04

The knocking on the door cut the intense kissing short. While Lily was able to easily come out of the deep kissing session, Adam looked like a little puppy that was lost in a paradise of bliss. He had never imagined a woman would kiss him so passionately and even put her tongue in his mouth. Was he dreaming? Or was what he just experienced a reality?

“Who is it?” Lily cast an annoyed glance at the door. Evelyn was standing outside with a file on her face. “Tch,” she concealed her annoyance and smiled at Adam before sliding her hand over his face on the side. “Don’t forget to call me tonight.”

She then opened the door. Both Lily and Evelyn shot daggers at each other for different reasons.

“Hmph, look at you and your pencil-cut skirt,” Lily snorted. “So old fashioned.”

Evelyn just walked in and shut the door right in her face.

“This little…” Lily ground her teeth. (How dare she ignore me, the managing director of finances! I must put her in her place.)

“Sir,” Evelyn stopped five feet away from Adam who looked genuinely surprised by her cuteness. She was like the eighth wonder of the world. How could someone be so perfect? Those perfect eyes and slightly round face, and a uniform he couldn’t find fault with, and the way she carried herself, she possessed the aura of a professional at work.

“Y-Yes,” Adam found it hard to speak in front of her.

“You shouldn’t lock the door like that,” she said.

“U-Uh, I’m sorry.”

She seemed a little surprised by his response. She noticed the new gadget decorating his wrist. “A new watch?”

“Ah,” Adam briefly looked at his golden watch. “Leher gave it to me.”

“It looks like an old model. It must have cost a lot.”

“Probably. By the way, why’s there no newspaper?”

“Mm?” she slightly tilted her head. “But you don’t read ‘em.”

“I will—from tomorrow.”

“Then I’ll make sure to subscribe to the business edition,” her voice was more formal.

“No. I want a copy of all editions.”

“All?” one of her brows raised.

“Yes.”

“Okay. You have a lot of documents to sign, so please take your seat.”

Adam’s shoulder jerked a bit. “No. Signatures can wait.”

“Pardon?”

“I mean, let’s postpone them for a few days. My hand isn’t fully healed yet.”

Evelyn glanced at his right hand. “It looks just fine to me. Just tell me the real reason.”

Adam’s heart pounded harder and faster. (Why is this woman speaking so professionally in one sentence and then so casually in the next sentence? Did that bastard also do it with her, who looks so innocent and young? What should I tell her now? Surely, I can’t tell her that I’m a fake, and I’m still practicing with the signature. The maids at the villa made me overwork these past few days. I feel quite tired and overwhelmed, to be honest.)

Evelyn came closer and caught his hand.

“W-Wait, what are you…” Adam wasn’t ready for whatever he thought she was about to do.

“Your body temperature is normal,” she said. “Do you have a headache, perhaps? Want a tablet?”

“U-Uh, yeah. That’d be great.”

“I’ll go get it, so take your seat and relax.”

After Evelyn left, Adam quickly opened his mobile and opened a document where people were divided into categories and were listed according to the connection they had with the old CEO Adam. He looked at the relation category.

‘Simple’ Lily → brown-haired beauty. Full breasts. Loves to shop and buy clothes. A simple girl who doesn’t expect too much for her services.

‘Scary’ Mary → A fox in the making. Lies and farts right in your face with a smile that flashes all of her perfect teeth. If not for her amazing ass, you don’t even want to mess with her.

Evelyn → A pretty little fortress still yet to conquer. (Brunette. Wears only good clothing.)

‘Pride Queen’ Sasha → The mistress who does your massage. Were college mates when we were young and did some nasty things together, but she’s a professional now, so you better watch your words and actions with her.

The list went on with over a hundred names in it. Adam, however, was looking at Evelyn’s details. Her photo was also there.

“So she didn’t sleep with him yet, huh,” Adam felt a bit relieved. “Wait, why do I feel better?”

He remembered all the teasing the maids did to him back in the villa. “They toyed with me, but at least they listened to my request and didn’t have sex with me. I’m still a virgin, so… I know I’m forty, and I can’t pick and choose, but if at all I marry, I just want someone who doesn’t stab me in the back like my one and only ex-girlfriend.”

He was too afraid to even think of marriage until now, but Evelyn was such a beauty that she made even a man like him who feared to put his trust in a woman have second thoughts about marriage.

“Evelyn…” he kept staring at her profile pic. “She’s the second girl who fluttered my heart in my first meeting, but she’s way out of my league. She’s a swan, whereas I’m a toad. She’s like the sky, and I’m like mud. She’s like milk, and I’m like dung. She… a natural beauty like her is probably not meant to be my woman.”

While he kept downgrading himself, Evelyn brought him a tablet.

After consuming it, he said, “My headache is gone now. It must be the work of your hands.”

“Haha, funny, but I’d be happy if you put that energy into scribbling the signatures,” she put a stack of files before him. “I’d be right outside, so call me if you need me.”

“W-Wait!” he called for her, but she didn’t even turn.

After she left, he curled like a ball in his chair. His heart beat anxiously. After his studies, he never tried for a job, so he didn’t have any professional experience, and the current atmosphere made him feel little. “I agreed to live his life for a short while, but can I pull it off?”

“You are a lying piece of trash!” His aunt’s words rang in his mind. “When did I ever take money from you? You sold your property to pay off my debts? What a joke! You gave part of your liver to my husband? That’s a bigger joke! Make your story more believable if you want sympathy from the neighbors, will ya?”

Just remembering her voice and words brought up redness into Adam’s eyes. “Aunt Lucy… You are not human! You’re a demon! No, even demons might feel ashamed if I put you with them. You are… you are…” he couldn’t quickly think of what to fittingly compare her with. “You are Satan's cousin sister! Just wait! If Jesus crushes Satan under his foot, then I’m going to crush you under my feet as well!”