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Chapter 8 The Way to Sleep with Sophia

"David, you clean up nice in that suit! Unlike me, I look like an intern no matter how pricey my suit is," Ryan whispered next to me.

"Ryan, you're giving me too much credit. Scarlett just has good taste in clothes."

"Well, I'm glad you're here. Now I get to enjoy more of Scarlett's cooking."

"Why do you say that?" I asked, confused.

"Scarlett's usually so busy, she hardly ever has time to cook. But since you showed up, she's already cooked twice."

"I'm just a guest, man. Scarlett's just being a good hostess. She can't just feed me burgers, right?"

Even though I played it cool, inside I was a bit nervous. Why was she being so nice to me? Did she start liking me after I flirted with her? As much as I wanted that to be true, I hoped she was just putting on a show for Ryan.

After all, they were still a couple. If Ryan found out about Scarlett and me, it wouldn't end well for any of us.

"What are you guys whispering about?" Scarlett suddenly appeared beside us, wearing an apron.

I jumped a little. "Nothing much, just guy talk."

Ryan hooked his arm around my shoulder, playing along. "Yeah, it's a secret. You can't know."

"You better be talking about something good. Dinner's ready, come on down." Scarlett headed downstairs, and Ryan and I followed.

At the dining table, she had already set up dinner for us.

"We're having steak and red wine tonight to welcome David. From now on, he's part of the family," Scarlett said, raising her glass. Ryan and I followed suit, clinking our glasses together.

"Cheers!" we all said in unison.

As I sipped my wine, I couldn't help but sneak glances at Scarlett. Maybe it was the wine, but her cheeks were flushed, making her look incredibly sexy.

Scarlett sat across from me at the small rectangular table. Our knees could easily touch. I tried to rub my knee against hers under the table.

Scarlett seemed to catch on and quickly pulled her leg back.

Not giving up, I extended my foot again, aiming for a more intimate spot.

Whether she was too sensitive or just nervous, she quickly closed her legs as soon as I made contact.

But this move actually worked in my favor, blocking my foot from Ryan's view.

I used my big toe to rub against her intimate area.

Even through her underwear and suit pants, I could feel the warmth and fullness.

Normally, Scarlett would moan, but with Ryan around, she had to hold it in. Every time she wanted to make a sound, she'd take a sip of wine, turning her moans into compliments about the wine.

Scarlett's quick thinking showed how clever she was.

But I wanted to hear her moans. Her voice was so sweet, I could listen to it forever.

Just as she finished a sip and didn't have time for another, I pressed my toe against Scarlett's intimate area.

She let out a triggered moan immediately.

Ryan, concerned, quickly put down his utensils and looked at her. "Scarlett, what's wrong? You okay?"

Scarlett shot me a quick glare, then played it off. "It's nothing, I just bit my lip by accident. It hurts a bit."

"Take your time eating, don't hurt yourself again," Ryan said, genuinely concerned.

"I will. Oh, by the way, the Operations Department is gearing up to select a new general manager. David, you know about this, right?" Scarlett said, cutting a piece of steak and chewing.

Hearing Scarlett talk about work, I slowed down my playful actions and focused on eating while listening.

"Yeah, I've already submitted my application. Just waiting for the selection process in a few days," Ryan replied.

"When I was out with Sophia today, she mentioned that they might not pick the general manager from within the company. They might hire someone from outside," Scarlett said.

Ryan paused, shaking his head. "No way. How could they give such an important position to an outsider?"

"Why not? This newcomer is a graduate from a top school, way more qualified than the regular employees," Scarlett rolled her eyes at Ryan. "Besides, Sophia is the wife of our company's president, Robert Williams. Her info is probably more accurate than ours."

"What are we supposed to do then? I can't just give up! I've worked too hard to get where I am," Ryan said, sounding frustrated as he tossed his utensils on the table.

"You can still get the promotion. Sophia said the general manager could be chosen by employee votes or the board picking from the top three. In a few days, let's buy some gifts for a few employees and ask them to vote for you. Once you become the general manager, we can treat everyone to a meal to thank them. As for the board, most members are busy with other matters. Robert is the main decision-maker right now, so we can't approach him directly. Let's start with his wife, Sophia."

"How do we start with her?" Ryan asked.

Scarlett leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the table.

I tried to ignore her allure, watching as she gestured for us to lean in.

"Robert and Sophia have been married for years; they must be tired of each other by now. Even if they're not, he's getting older, and his sexual performance must be declining. Why not let David spend a night with Sophia, make her happy, and maybe she'll put in a good word for you to become the general manager."

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