Chapter 8

"Do you think I'm paying you just to relax?" The CEO's tone was as disturbing as his cynical gaze.

"I was reading the guidebook, not relaxing. Mrs. Bell gave me a day to learn your habits."

"Your boss is me, not her. You should listen to my words. Now get to work!"

Kara gaped wordlessly. Her round eyes flickered like a doll. She hadn't read the guide. How could she possibly work?

"What should I do?" she asked without much thought.

Frank sighed in disbelief. "You're Mrs. Bell's choice, but don't understand the duties of a secretary?"

Kara's lips immediately pursed. She still wasn’t used to the boss's constant sarcastic remarks.

"You are a leader, but reluctant to give clear instructions to employees? Did you buy the best CEO award or what?"

The crooked smile on Frank's face turned stiff. His hands itched, wanting to pull his shirt collar. Kara Martin turned out to be skilled at making him irritated.

"You want instructions?" His tone sounded suspicious.

With narrowed eyes, Frank stood up from his chair. Then, with his hands in his pockets, he observed Kara from three feet away.

"Okay, but before that, you have to take note of the basic rules carefully." Raising his index finger, Frank started walking around Kara.

"First, maintain professionalism. You have to be able to separate your personal life from work. I don't care if you have dozens of cats or hundreds of chickens. When you're in the office, all your thoughts must be focused on work."

Before Kara could reply, the CEO spoke again.

"Second, keep your distance. You can't get too close to me. Two feet is your limit. Don't let my fiancee get jealous of a girl who's not on her level. That would be an insult."

Kara rolled her eyes. She was disgusted with Frank's constant belittlement.

"Third, take care of your appearance. You are one of the representatives of the Savior Group, so you have to look neat and smart. Don't let clients look down on you because of your appearance."

"What's wrong with my appearance?" Kara couldn't hold back her grumbling any longer.

Frank suddenly stopped right in front of Kara. His gray eyes began to examine her from head to toe. Shaking his head in disgust, he pointed at the secretary's black shoes. “You're not an intern, so get rid of those old fashioned shoes. And those pants ... swap them for a skirt. That way, you might look a little more attractive. Then, that boring blouse ... find something more fashionable. Lastly, your head.”

"What's wrong with my head?" Kara asked in a horrified tone. She could still accept if the CEO protested her outfit, but her head? Did that Perverted Demon also want to replace it?

“You are unsightly. Take off your hair tie!"

Kara flinched. She was in danger. If her hair was down, wouldn't Frank Harper recognize her more easily?

“I'm more comfortable like this, Sir. If my hair was let loose, it would be more troublesome.”

“It's you who will be troubled, not me. Take it off or I'll do it!"

Kara swallowed hard. She wanted to find an excuse, but there was none. While lowering her head, she was forced to let her hair loose.

“Put away your glasses too!”

“G-glasses? How can I see?” Kara stammered. She just realized that Frank Harper had suspected her.

“You still have eyes. So take them off!”

Frank suddenly grabbed Kara's glasses. Feeling like her mask was taken off, Kara instinctively covered her eyes with one hand.

“Please give them back, Sir! I'll get dizzy without glasses!" Her other hand flailed aimlessly.

“These aren’t prescription glasses. What are you bothering about?”

Kara peeked through the gaps between her fingers. Frank was wearing the glasses! Panicking, she tried to snatch them back. However, the CEO swiftly caught both of her hands.

From such a close distance, it was impossible for Frank Harper not to remember. However, Kara had been locked in his hands. She couldn't run away. The only thing she could do was to close her eyes and scrunch up her face.

Kara didn't know that her tactic actually refreshed Frank's memory. On their burning night, she unconsciously made that expression every time the Perverted Demon pushed too deep.

“Kara Martin, are you sure we've never met before?”

Kara felt her heart exploded. Her chest was so tight. She could no longer breathe. With wide eyes, she just stared at the gray beads in front of her. Her pale face was reflected there.

If she didn't act immediately, she was sure her lungs would stop forever. She wasn't ready to leave the twins with threats from their heartless biological father.

"Sir!" Kara exclaimed unexpectedly. She herself was surprised by her own voice. "Isn't your behavior outrageous? You asked me to keep my distance, but you're the one violating it."