Chapter 27


    "President, as you ordered, I sent Miss Smith back to the office," Lester reported, right after he returned


    to the manor.


    Heinz stood by the window, his slender fingers holding a cigarette, exhaling fumes.


    He did not speak.


    Lester remained still and waited for instructions.


    After a long while, Heinz asked, "Lester, shouldn''t a man like me be desired by all women?"


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    Overwhelmed by this statement, Lester had to recover from his shock. He replied honestly, "No,


    President, no matter from which point of view, you are always perfectly handsome. You have a clean


    te, no scandals and you have a good career. You are the most eligible bachelor in Northern City. Of


    course, you are worthy of every woman''s desire."


    Heinz fell silent.


    He was as quiet as a mouse.


    After a long time, Heinz puffed on his cigarette and spat out a mouthful of white smoke.


    "Then why does a woman like Grace hate me?"


    Lester was stunned. "Is that true?"


    Heinz took another puff and suddenly said in a deep voice, "She is blind."


    Lester widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and closed it immediately.


    "Is she blind?" Heinz turned around and looked at Lester.


    Lester felt a little uneasy. He was afraid of the president, so he nodded and said, "Well, her eyesight


    may not be very good."


    "So, you too think that she does not like me?" Heinz immediately demanded.


    Lester was scared out of his wits.


    "No, president, maybe it was the way you approached her that was wrong?" Lester said.


    "A woman refused me using the excuse that she is married?" Heinz sneered. "Am I so despicable?"


    Lester immediately shook his head. "No, president, I just think that women may think differently from


    men."


    "What''s the difference?" Heinz questioned Lester.


    "For any man out there, you are definitely an admirable role model. For the majority of women, you are


    also a fantastic beau."


    "What about the minority of women then?" Heinz continued to ask.


    "Perhaps Miss Smith is an exception." Lester didn''t know much about women. He felt he might die of


    uneasiness. "She is not a woman who only looks at superficial things."


    Heinz raised his eyebrows. "You mean, I am a superficial man?"


    "No, no!" Lester shook his head and hurried to exin himself. "President, I mean, Miss Smith is very


    different, that''s why you are interested in her."


    "Did I say that I''m interested in her?" Heinz asked again in a deep voice.


    Lester looked at Heinz carefully, not knowing what he said wrong.


    "It was you guys made a mistake and allowed for me to be photographed in secret." Heinz used


    him, "You didn''t do your job well, so I had to take matters into my own hands."


    Lester felt wronged. "You even asked her to change to a swimsuit, president. Is this called solving the


    problem?"


    The question was, does anyone solve problems this way?


    Lester did not dare to speak because he was afraid that he would say something wrong again.


    "Just say it!" Heinz demanded of Lester in a deep voice, when he saw that Lester did not speak.


    Lester shivered and quickly said, "What, what did you say?"


    "Why didn''t she desire me?" In Heinz''s impression, any woman would fall in love with him.


    Lester suddenly tensed up.


    "Speak."


    "Uh." Lester thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, perhaps she misunderstood you as a pervert."


    Heinz frowned deeply and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. He sat down and looked at Lester. "Who


    is a pervert?"


    Lester quickly replied, "Anyone would misunderstand you if you ask them to take off their clothes while


    you took yours off too. If you want someone to be with you, there should be a better way.?"


    Heinz''s pupils contracted sharply and he nced at Lester unhappily.


    Lester''s face went pale. "President"


    Heinz roared, "Get lost."