Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 117

'Rogue, b*stard…'

"Growl", suddenly a sound was heard at the wrong timing.

The man beside her laughed out softly as he sneered, "Looks like you're still hungry, do you want another shot?"

Monique immediately got the message he was trying to convey, her white face suddenly turned red as she felt like digging a hole and buried herself right away.

'This was just too humiliating!!!'

She firmly pushed his hands away and moved. "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat."

Having a meal was way better than being toyed by him.

Seeing her trying to escape, Henry's eyebrows were raised as he let out a gentle smile. He followed her while at the same time making a call.

Monique did not bother tidying herself up as she feared more staying too close with him.

Her whole body was in soreness and this made her walked rather slowly, but she bore with the pain, trying to walk as fast as she could.

Monique sensed all the weird gaze from the workers, wondering all of it was directed to her or the jerk behind her as she lowered her head.

Henry caught up to her after hanging up the call. Seeing her limping just made him felt worst.

He went up and carried her up.

Monique was utterly shocked as she lifted her head to glance at that perfectly looking face, "Henry Moore, put me down."

'Is he a weirdo? We're in the company! Oh, Jesus!!! Save me!!!'

"Shameless.. really shameless…"

"What a vixen, seducing man under a broad daylight."

"This woman took the initiative, her looks were like those of a vixen, one glance at her and you'll know she is not a decent woman."

That day in Marriott Tower was filled with hot news one after another.

Many people could not suppress the urge to sneak a peek.

The chairman's face was flawless with an elegant silhouette, thin lips, and a straight nasal bridge.

Those black eyes of his which seemed bottomless revealed no expression at all.