Chapter 18 Dead Fire Rekindled, Get A Room...

Seeing Rosemary Johnson left, Walter Cameron was a little disappointed. He got up from the sofa, raising a glass to Charles Hockley, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hockley, you have found a good secretary. She is beautiful and ambitious. I wish our cooperation happy in the future!" "We have no cooperation." Charles said indifferently and mercilessly. Mr. Cameron became embarrassed and smiled reluctantly: "But, your secretary just signed a contract with Diva." Charles sneered and walked over to Mr. Cameron oppressively, saying in his ear: "Not only M.R, Seven Lusts Company will also terminate all cooperation with Diva, forever." "By the way, my woman, only I can touch her. Whoever else touches her, die!" After saying this, Charles left. Mr. Cameron felt a little trance as if he had heard a crazy man. ... Rosemary had been holding on in front of Walter, and when she reached the bathroom, she knelt on the toilet and threw up severely. After nearly ten minutes, she still felt uncomfortable and didn't have any strength to lean against the wall to wash her face. "Umm, I really drank too much..." Rosemary stroked her forehead, and her vision became blurred. She walked listlessly towards the door. Suddenly, she staggered tilted to the side. A big hand leaned over and firmly supported her thin waist. "Who?" Rosemary looked up, as if seeing her baby's face magnified in front of her, and there were two. She reached out to squeeze his face: "Baby, mommy sees that you have two heads!" Charles frowned. Did this drunk woman consider him her son? "Huh, baby, why are you so much taller?" Rosemary muttered, slender hands holding his lean waist. Her plump chest pressed against Charles through thin clothes, causing him frozen suddenly. He turned and pressed Rosemary on the door panel, pinching her cute chin with two fingers: "Rosemary, look at who I am!" "Who?" Rosemary looked up at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes. Then, she chuckled and pulled his neck down: "You are the annoying Char, le, s... right?" Hearing this, Charles's expression became gloomy, and Rosemary was still mumbling repeatedly: “That annoying Charles.” Then she pressed his feet and kissed him suddenly. Her lips were soft, and she bit his lips gently. Charles just stunned for a moment, pressing forward, clasping her head with his big hands, panting heavily and plundering frantically. Rosemary, you made the first move! Charles hugged Rosemary who couldn't walk steadily and left early, driving to his residence, Bright Moon Residence. They kissed from the living room to the bedroom, with suits and dresses scattered everywhere.