Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 13

"Oh, Ms. Juhl! You’re here! Come over! Sit!"

As soon as Mr. Lee’s gaze landed on Lindsey Juhl when she entered the room, his eyes grew lustful.

Lindsey clutched the document in her hand and forcefully squeezed out a smile as she politely extended her hand and said, "Mr. Lee, nice to meet you!"

"Haha! I'm glad to see you too!"

Mr. Lee's rough, fat hands took the opportunity to touch Lindsey's hand and his wide smile gave her goosebumps.

"I’m glad to see you too. This is the proposal I’ve prepared. If it’s a good time, we can talk about the details."

Lindsey hastily retracted her hand from his grip. Her stomach flopped and she felt like throwing up last night’s food.

No matter how repulsed she was, she had to contain it because she knew that she could not piss him off at this time.

"We can talk about work later. Look around you, it doesn’t seem to be a very suitable place to talk about work!"

Mr. Lee's expression looked upset when Lindsey withdrew her soft and slender hand because his little wish was not satisfied. How could he feel good about that?

"But aren't we supposed to meet today to talk about work?"

Lindsey struggled to keep her manners.

She maintained a rigid smile, but in her heart, she was cursing him to the pits of hell.

This bastard! If they did not talk about work, what should they talk about? The pleasures of life? It was a little too gross for her to even think about!

"Ms. Juhl, I'm not trying to pick on you, but you should learn to be flexible. Otherwise, how can you do well in your career? Don’t you agree?"

The man said this as his hand reached towards Lindsey, with a smug lascivious smile on his face.