CHAPTER 65: YOU’RE SO ANNOYING!

Bruce helped Hilla disinfect her injured arm. After carefully applying the medicine, he covered the wound with a Band-Aid.

When the assistant brought the juice in, she did not even dare to raise her head. She put down the juice and ran out immediately.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw James approaching and grabbed him. "There is an assistant in Mr. Anderson’s office," she told him.

James realized that it must be Hilla. Otherwise, how could an assistant come to Mr.

Anderson’s office? He nodded.

The female assistant added, "I... I also saw she kiss Mr. Anderson, but Mr. Anderson actually did not push her away."

Not only did he not push her away, but he even smiled.

His smile was like a spring breeze, gentle and sweet. She even suspected if the man she had just seen was not Mr. Anderson.

James frowned and warned her, "You dare to gossip about Mr. Anderson? Be careful..." James made a throat-slicing gesture and smiled strangely. "Not to be killed."

The female assistant shivered and shook her head. "I didn’t see anything. I didn’t see anything."

The danger of serving Bruce increased day by day. She thought that Bruce had become gentle after his return, but unexpectedly, the fact was different.

Bruce had just carefully treated Hilla’s wound as she pouted and whispered, "Actually, it’s not a big deal. You didn’t have to call me up. They all thought that you wanted to criticize me and they tried to comfort me."

"So the gifts and snacks on your table are their comforts to you."

Hearing Bruce’s indifferent voice, Hilla felt the juice she had just drunk almost choked her to death.

It turned out that he was so good to her before because he was waiting for her to relax her vigilance.

She knew that Bruce must have seen it, but she did not expect him to be so tolerant.

It must have been hard for him to hold it in for so long.

Hilla wiped her mouth with a tissue and quietly looked at the man in front of her.

She found he was neither happy nor angry. She thought he was really calm.

"There is no comfort. It is just that the colleagues are enthusiastic. Under your leadership, the employees are disciplined, friendly, and kind. As a new assistant, I naturally need the help of the seniors."

Although Hilla spoke righteously, her eyes still looked guilty. Bruce could see through her at a glance. "You seem to be very popular in the company. They even dare to chase after my woman. I can’t believe you can even come up with such an excuse for them," said Bruce with a long face.

What a joke! He was the boss of a multinational corporation. Of course, he couldn’t let other men get his wife.

Hilla curled her lips and smiled fawningly, "You know all. Mr. Anderson is so wise and brilliant."

After saying that, she gave him a thumbs up and looked rather sincere.

Bruce frowned and held her hand in his palm with a faint smile on his face. "Don’t flatter me. You better think about how to tell them you are a married woman."

To disclosed their marriage?

No, no, no. If the employees of the company knew that her husband was Bruce, wouldn’t they be afraid of her?

She was already so beautiful that many girls envied her. If they know that she was their boss’s wife, they would surely be extremely jealous.

Of course, the title of Mrs. Anderson would definitely make those people dare not say anything about it even though they were furious. Hilla felt a little sorry for them that she reached the peak of life so easily.

She looked at Bruce with a bit of hesitation. "Why don’t I tell them tomorrow I have a boyfriend?" Hilla bit her lips and asked.

"Will they believe it?"

Were his employees all fools? Of course, they were able to tell if Hilla had a boyfriend.

Hearing that, Hilla spoke, "I’ll think of another way. Give me some time."

"It’s not excessive to think out before lunch today, right?"

"It was!" Hilla thought.

She smiled sweetly, "Alright. I will definitely come out the most perfect way."

She had better not let him down.

When Hilla came out of Bruce’s office, her face was full of decadence.

As soon as she entered the door of the design department, her "fans" who cared about her had already swarmed over.

"Hilla, don’t be unhappy. Mr. Anderson is a terminator. You should forget his words in the blink of an eye. Eating a sweet taste will make your mood better. Have some strawberry cake. I just bought it for you."

"I have milk tea here. It’s still warm."

"I have..."

"And me..."

Before Hilla could speak, she got much stuff in her hands. Thinking of what Bruce had said to her in the office, she really felt guilty.

Before she could say something, Julie said, "Hilla, come with me."

After saying that, Julie glanced at the people in the office and sneered, "What? You all can’t remember the rules of the company? Since that’s the case, all of you recite them tomorrow."

Hilla followed Julie to her office. As soon as the office door closed, she got a transfer from Julie.

"The Fourth Design Department is short of personnel. From tomorrow on, you should go there to help."

Hilla was stunned for a moment before she slowly picked up the transfer document. "I major in designing, and the Fourth Design Department seems to be focusing on engineering design." Hilla frowned and said.

"No much diversity. The order is from the personnel department. Pack up and go!"

Nonsense! The Fourth Design Department was full of old men and women. And the only young people there might be just assistants.

The Fourth Design Department was the hell in the company. The employees there had a lot of work to do and were too tired to have time to date.

Hilla could imagine the scene of her and slovenly men spending work time together.

"Miss Green, is this really the intention of the personnel department?"

"If you have any doubts, you can go and ask the personnel department directly."

Julie’s attitude was very bad. It could be seen that she must have suffered a lot of censure for what happened today.

Hilla pursed her lips and took the document. "Thank you, Miss Green," said Hilla.

When Hilla was packing her things, the male colleagues in the department looked at her with a sad face. They could no longer share an office with their goddess.

The female colleagues were overjoyed and they all hoped that Hilla would never come back.

Hilla sighed silently, she was so miserable.

What Hilla didn’t expect was that most of the employees of the Anderson Group were suffering more than her. Bruce actually took what had happened today as an excuse to make personnel transference in the whole company.

Many people were demoted, transferred, and even dismissed. Hilla had changed from a goddess among all the male colleagues to a plague of all the colleagues of

the company.

...

"What happened? Why is everyone avoiding me today?"

In the evening at the Anderson’s, Hilla held the pajamas and sat on the bed with her chin rested on the hands. She looked at Bruce in puzzlement.

Seeing that he was still sitting there and tapping away at his computer, Hilla could not help edging a little closer to him.

There was an enlarged topographic map on the screen. Hilla could tell at a glance that it was Mount Cloud behind the Holt’s mansion.

The electronic map was convenient. Even the panorama of the whole mountain could be seen clearly with a click of the mouse.

Hilla pointed at a dot on the screen and said, "Here, click here!"

Bruce saw that she was so excited, so he moved the cursor to that place and clicked on it. A name came up. Cloud Villa District. The Holt’s mansion was in this place.

Bruce raised his eyebrows. "Is she so happy merely because she finds this dot on the map? And it is just a name," Bruce wondered.

"Do you see that? This is my old home, the Holt’s mansion. It is not too far from Anderson’s mansion."

As Hilla spoke, she drew a long straight line on the screen. "Fancy her having the nerve to say that it is not too far. They are very far from each other, one in the south and one on the north," Bruce thought.

Hilla said, "Bruce, why are you interested in this place? Are you going to put up a company here? Or develop this area?"

She remembered that the Hosdol district had been fully developed, and there was nothing else worth investing in. Choosing the area would be his loss.

"He has been lying in bed for half a year. Has he gotten confused and lost the instinct for business?" Hilla wondered.

"Soon, the Mount Cloud will be auctioned."

"What? The whole mountain?"

Hilla made a gesture in horror and her eyes widened. It seemed that she was going to jump from the bed to the roof. Bruce saw this and couldn’t help chuckling.

"Part of it will be auctioned but not all. It’s this side of the mountain and some industries there. The government plans to build a new international airport here."

It would be a first-class airport whose supporting facilities led the world. Enterprises that could participate in this project must have strong financial resources and high-end talents.

Hilla pressed her lips together and said, "If you take this project, the company is going to make a fortune, isn’t it?"

Hilla’s eyes twinkled with merriment, which dazzled Bruce.

"You are so happy when hearing about making money. It turns out that Mrs. Anderson is money-obsessed."

"Everyone likes money. Rich people want to be richer, let alone people who don’t have much money. They want to become rich all their lives. As long as one follows his heart and makes money legally with his ability, the more money is certainly the better. And if you are richer, I will have more pocket money."

Bruce had been nice to Hilla, and she did not lack pocket money. She was given food and shelter, and custom- made new clothes were sent to her every month. Hilla felt that her present life was no different from the previous one in the Holt family.

She was still fancy-free, and there were plenty of luxuries on the table as usual. She just turned from the daughter of a wealthy family into the wife of another wealthy family.

Bruce didn’t beat her or scold her, and she didn’t have any family problems. Other than helping the Anderson family earn money, Hilla found that she didn’t have any life goals.

"You are partly correct. Although this area is big, it does not only belong to River City. On the other side is the Deep City."

River City would auction it, and certainly, so would Deep City.

Hilla frowned. Thinking of Deep City, she would naturally think of the Jorgansen family. Julian should be very interested in this land.

"Rudi has been in contact with the Jorgansen family for a long time. It seems that he wants to unite with them to take this land."

When the new airport began construction, they could use it to promote the development of the surrounding industries. The benefits would be considerable.

Hearing Bruce mention Rudi, Hilla couldn’t help rolling her eyes and said, "Rudi is a fool for women and an idiot. He’s good at flirting with women but may not know how to find a profitable land. Julian must be stupid if he cooperates with Rudi."

After Hilla finished, she suddenly thought of something. She turned, squinted at Bruce, and asked, "The last time you asked me to see Julian, you were seeking his cooperation on this land, right?"

Last time, she was so guilty that she kept drinking. She was afraid that Horton would find out that she had had something to do with Julian. It never came to her that Bruce had known about their relationship and deliberately let her meet Julian.

Looking at Bruce’s face, Hilla said through clenched teeth, "I never realize that you are such a scum that can betray your wife for the sake of benefits."

Bruce was stunned by the word "scum". He had indeed been a little impulsive last time. Only after that did he feel that what he had done was too narrow-minded and immature.

He had been unaware that he had minded Hilla’s past with Julian.

Bruce frowned. He was unable to retort for a moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Hilla thought that he had a guilty conscience. She was so angry that she grabbed the covers and covered her head with them. She said angrily, "Don’t talk to me. Talk to the hand!"

"Are you angry?"

"Why is she angry again?" Bruce wondered. Hilla was so young and she got ratty frequently.

Bruce pulled the covers. Hilla wrapped herself around. Her head barely squeezed out an opening from the inside, and she snorted playfully at Bruce.

"I’m angry!"

"It’s indeed my fault. I apologize."

"You’re not sincere."

Bruce frowned and stared at Hilla beneath him as if he had done something hard to decide.

Then, when Hilla was in confusion, Bruce suddenly lowered his head and brushed her lips with his.

Their lips parted quickly with a slight touch. Only the faint fragrance of each other remained at the corner of their mouths. It was a bit intoxicating and a bit fascinating. They felt sweet and breathed heavily.

Hilla reached out to touch her lips and asked blankly, "Bruce, did you kiss me?"

The kiss was too fast and too light. Hilla was not prepared and she was not sure. She did not know if it was true or it was just her illusion in a daze.

Bruce responded in a low voice, "Yes!"

"Why?"

How could he kissed her for no reason and did not tell her in advance?

Bruce looked around and stared at the computer screen. However, he could not help thinking about Hilla.

"I want to show you my sincerity!" He thought, "Didn’t she say that the apology was not sincere? Was the sincerity shown in his actions enough?"

Hilla blushed. She grabbed the covers and slowly pulled it up. "You’re so annoying!" Hilla murmured.