?Chapter 778


    A silver gray Bentley Mulliner stopped in front of her. Kingsley rolled down the window and said, "Get in."


    "I know Mr. Wright was busy. I''ll take a cab. It''s very convenient." Sherman was thinking about her work.


    "Do you think it''s inconvenient to take my car?"


    Sherman shook her head, "No. Since Mr. Wright is very busy, I don''t want to disturb you."


    He said, "I''m not busy. I have plenty of time..."


    "Didn''t you just say in the private room that you had only an hour?" She remembered clearly.


    "It was just my excuse..." His voice was low. He didn''t think that there was anything wrong with his words.


    Sherman was speechless.


    She had no way to refuse him and got in the car. She kept holding the files and reading them while thinking about something.


    "What are you thinking about?"


    "The manager gave me this business proposal for another purpose. He knew that I knew you, so he gave me such a big project. He thought it would be easy for me to contact you. I was disgusted." Sherman told the truth. She felt that it had something to do with him. He had helped her a few times, so she shouldn''t lie to him.


    "It''s normal..." Kingsley rubbed his eyebrows with hisrge and slender hand.


    "Normal?"


    "Since there is a rtionship, no one would let it go. No one will pay attention to what method you use. They will just care about the result. These are rules of today''s society..." His voice was deep, with a calm yet prating power, "Shall we go for dinner?"


    Sherman didn''t have dinner indeed and she nodded. She knew he was right and said, "But obviously he misunderstood our rtionship."


    Especially that day at the hotel when he said ambiguous words to help her, so the misunderstood them...


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    "The rtionship between us?"


    "The manager must have misunderstood our rtionship because of the ambiguous words you said to me that day." She looked up and said, "Actually, our rtionship is really


    normal..."


    Kingsley asked, "How do you define the so-called normal rtionship?"


    "We are ordinary friends." She thought about it. They had met so many times that they could indeed be described as friends.


    "I have a crush on you..." He said. He narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his deep eyes on her.


    Sherman froze, her face was a little flushed and her heartbeat elerated. In fact, her reaction was normal. No matter which woman heard such a good man say such words to her, it was impossible for her to be calm.


    Only a few secondster, she calmed down. She reacted that way just because he said those words so sudden that she couldn''t handle it at once.Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    Besides, he just said that he had a crush on her, which was a verymon thing. She also had a crush on him.


    "I have a crush on Mr. Wright too..." She responded. Her face was calm as she put away the files on herp.


    Kingsley narrowed his deep eyes, but his face was quiet and natural.


    He had met and got along with many people. He could guess what they wanted just by looking at their eyes, and they didn''t need to speak out.


    She didn''t have many thoughts. He could understand her meaning from her words.


    "Mr. Wright is elegant, mature and steady. No one dislike you!" What Sherman said was true. From the reaction of those two girls just now, it was obvious that he was highly popr.


    Kingsley hooked up his thin lips and smiled...


    After that, his low and husky voice was full of deep meaning, "That''s not what I meant..."


    Sherman froze. She twisted her hands on her short skirt together, and she was a little


    nervous.


    She was not a fool. Both of them were adults. She understood the meaning of his words. She felt amazed, astonished and confused.


    Suddenly, she felt hot. She reached out to roll down the window.


    The cold wind blew in on the autumn night. Sherman felt cold. The wind messed up her hair, so she put her hair behind her ear.


    For a moment, her heart was as calm as a quietke and she said, "Mr. Wright, why do you have a crush on me?"


    She felt that she was in a mess at that moment. She didn''t have any work experience. People in the wholepanyughed at her report.


    She couldn''t imagine how he could have a crush on her, and she felt it absurd.


    Kingsley leaned forward his slender body slightly. His fingers were slender and clean. His scent of a mature man lingered around Sherman''s nose. The car window she opened was


    closed.


    He hooked up his lips and smiled, turning the steering wheel to the right.


    He didn''t say anything. Sherman didn''t say anything either. If she said something, the atmosphere would be more embarrassing.