CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 176: YOU ARE THE WORLD’S NUMBER ONE (2)

Realizing what had happened, she quickly tossed the towel aside, spun around, and bolted off the bed.

"Don’t get too smug! I couldn’t care less about your little birdie!"

With a disdainful remark, she ran out of the bedroom barefoot, clutching her documents and laptop, grabbed her high heels, and sprinted towards the elevator.

Wrapping the towel around his waist again, Kris Cooper picked up the blanket that had fallen to the floor. He noticed a small patch of blood on the sheets and frowned slightly.

Realizing what it was, he quickly left the bedroom. He grabbed his phone and dialed Vera Wave’s number, only to hear it ringing on his coffee table.

In her hurry to leave, that girl had completely forgotten to take her phone.

Left with no other choice, he had to call the Advertising Department.

Vera Wave walked into the office with her laptop. Hearing the phone ring, she rushed over to answer.

"Ashton Advertising Department."

"Come up."

"What for?"

"Your pants are stained."

Her pants? She glanced down and instantly spotted a noticeable bloodstain on one side of her trousers.

She must have slept too soundly last night and... accidentally had a major leak.

Thankfully, it was still early, and no other employees had arrived yet. Otherwise, she would have been utterly mortified.

Grabbing a newspaper from the desk to shield herself, Vera Wave dashed to the elevator and raced back up to Kris Cooper’s office.

Kris Cooper was still wrapped in that towel, sitting at his desk. Upon seeing her come in, he immediately handed her the laptop.

"Print two copies. I’ll find you some clothes."

Vera Wave didn’t dare to look at him and dutifully sat down at the computer to print the documents.

Soon, the documents were printed. Just as she reached for the papers from the printer, Kris Cooper emerged and handed her one of his casual hoodies.

"I don’t have any pants here that you could wear. This can help cover it up."

Vera Wave, her head bowed, meekly reached for the hoodie. She tugged, but he held it fast.

She looked up, puzzled, only to see him leaning forward, eyes narrowed as he looked at her.

"It just occurred to me, you said earlier... I was small?"

Vera Wave’s face instantly flushed an even deeper red.

"That... um... definitely not small!"

"Just ’not small’?"

"No, it’s huge... the biggest I’ve ever seen!"

Kris Cooper’s eyes narrowed, and his tone turned icy.

"So, you’ve seen many!"

"No, no, no!" Realizing her slip-up, Vera Wave was almost in tears. "I was wrong! You’re the biggest in the world, happy now?!"

What a petty man, getting worked up over a simple joke!

The biggest in the world?! Kris Cooper nearly burst out laughing. He released the hoodie and took the printed documents. Watching her pull the hoodie on, he promptly placed a pen and the papers in front of her.

"Sign!"

Sign?

Vera Wave looked puzzled at the document he handed her. Across the top, in bold letters, was written: "Relationship Contract."

"Party A: Kris Cooper

Party B: Vera Wave

Party B promises to consider Party A as her first choice for a boyfriend and is only allowed to be romantically involved with Party A.

Until a romantic relationship is formally established with Party A, Party B may not casually interact with other men. Should contact be necessary, Party A must be informed to prevent any misunderstandings.

Party A promises to regard Party B as his sole girlfriend candidate and will care for Party B as a boyfriend would.

...

In the event of a breach of contract, the breaching party shall pay the non-breaching party compensation of ten million RMB.

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