Howard Geoffrey asked, "Did Andrew go to bed early?" "Yeah, I think he’ll wake up again around midnight." Howard Geoffrey let Rebecca Quentin help him loosen his tie, wrapped his arms around her waist, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "In this business circle, it’s impossible to avoid social engagements." "I know, so I’m not blaming you for coming back so late. I’m just worried about you working so hard every day. Even a body made of iron would break down eventually." This was said not to please him, but truthfully, after knowing him for so many years, the one thing she could be sure of was that he was indeed a workaholic. Seeing Rebecca Quentin’s worried expression, Howard Geoffrey couldn’t help but teasingly say, "My body hasn’t been in good shape lately..." "Not in good shape?" As she was undoing two buttons on his shirt, Rebecca Quentin raised her head suddenly in concern and asked, "Where are you feeling unwell?" Howard Geoffrey’s lips curled into a teasing smile, "Everywhere hurts, especially the lower part." "The lower part?" Rebecca Quentin was so focused on Howard Geoffrey’s discomfort that she didn’t think anything inappropriate and earnestly said, "How could work have anything to do with your lower part?" Howard Geoffrey said mischievously, "What do you think?" Rebecca Quentin looked at Howard Geoffrey’s mischievous smile in a daze and suddenly blushed, hitting his chest with her small fist, "You’re so annoying! I’m worried about your health, and you’re answering so frivolously." Howard Geoffrey gently removed Rebecca Quentin’s hands and pulled her into his embrace, laughing, "Sweetheart, when will you let me bring this issue to the agenda?" Rebecca Quentin struggled in Howard Geoffrey’s arms, her face reddening, "Not until we register." Howard Geoffrey didn’t let Rebecca Quentin struggle, holding her tighter, his suppressed voice clearly protesting, "Can you really bear to keep tormenting me ?" "Hey, how come you’re always thinking about this..." "Recent surveys show men think about it every twenty seconds. If I didn’t have such strong thoughts, you’d probably worry about that too." "I’m not worried, I... I don’t think about it all the time like you." After saying that, Rebecca Quentin felt her face burning. Sometimes she really wondered if men’s minds were always occupied with that thought, did they ever have time for anything else? Especially someone like him... with such strong desires, could he really focus on anything else? Yet he managed his career so well, it seemed as if his mind was split in two, one half thinking only about that and the other completely on work. Howard Geoffrey laughed heartily. Rebecca Quentin mumbled in her heart... Every day he was dressed impeccably, and always looked so composed, his subordinates probably had no idea their CEO had such a ’perverted’ side, right? Howard Geoffrey seemed to have a natural ability to see through people; he gently lifted Rebecca Quentin’s chin and asked softly, "Are you thinking bad things about me again?" Her thoughts uncovered, Rebecca Quentin felt embarrassed, replying in a small voice, "No, I’m not." With much affection, Howard Geoffrey lowered his head, intending to kiss Rebecca Quentin’s lips. The source of this content ɪs novel⚑fire.net Rebecca Quentin immediately turned her head and placed her hand on his chest, "No, you smell bad, go take a shower..." Howard Geoffrey smiled softly, "Okay, I’ll listen to you." With that, he released Rebecca Quentin and headed for the bathroom. Rebecca Quentin suddenly spoke, walking over to Howard Geoffrey and sniffing his shirt. Howard Geoffrey watched Rebecca Quentin’s reaction with amusement, his lips curving, "What, after saying I smell bad, now you’re willing to smell me?" Rebecca Quentin looked up at Howard Geoffrey seriously, "I’m checking if there’s the scent of another woman on you. If there is, you’re dead." Howard Geoffrey pulled Rebecca Quentin into his arms again, teasing her, "So, after your inspection, what’s the result?" Aside from his own scent, there was only a faint smell of red wine on him, no other scent... it actually smelled quite nice. Rebecca Quentin was embarrassed, "Alright, you passed, you can go shower now." Howard Geoffrey couldn’t resist pecking her lips, "Sweetheart, you’re so cute!" After showering, Howard Geoffrey came out of the bathroom and saw Rebecca Quentin lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Howard Geoffrey lifted the covers and lay down beside Rebecca Quentin, pulling her close, and softly asked, "Sweetheart, what are you thinking about?" Rebecca Quentin turned on her side and nestled into Howard Geoffrey’s embrace, "I was thinking, if it weren’t for the grudges of the previous generation, would we still have met?" Howard Geoffrey kissed Rebecca Quentin’s forehead and gently said, "Of course, we would have met because we are destined to be intertwined for a lifetime." His magnetic voice, when softened, was so touching... Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but hold Howard Geoffrey tighter, pressing herself against his warm body. For a second, she thought how nice it would be if things were really as they appeared... But sadly, in reality, there were endless issues that could never be crossed, and fantasies could never become true. Rebecca Quentin closed her eyes, her head on his chest, "Yes?" Howard Geoffrey spoke softly, "My brother has secured the Hope City project, he’s called me to attend the ’Oversky’ celebration banquet... I want to take you with me." Hearing Howard Geoffrey say this, Rebecca Quentin slowly opened her eyes and asked, "To Y City?" "Since it’s an ’Oversky’ celebration banquet, your mom will definitely be there. Are you sure it’s appropriate for us to attend together?" Howard Geoffrey kissed Rebecca Quentin, "Exactly because everyone will be there that day, I want you by my side." The ’Oversky’ celebration banquet would be a gathering of political and business elites, with no shortage of media reporters. If she attended with him, it meant publicly announcing their "reconciliation." Rebecca Quentin naturally wasn’t willing to go public like that... She wanted a quieter future, and if she held hands with him in front of the world now, she feared she’d never be able to escape him in this life... Thinking of this, Rebecca Quentin came up with a good excuse, "Your mom hasn’t fully accepted me yet, I don’t want to rush it." "After what happened with Alice Robinson, my mom’s attitude towards you has already changed. I believe with time, she’ll eventually accept you..." "But there’s no need to rush. We can choose another time to announce it, not necessarily at Mr. Jones’ celebration banquet." Howard Geoffrey stated directly, "I want to make it clear at his celebration banquet that you’re my woman and completely crush his coveting of you."