Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

There was a strange silence in the carriage. As Abby Miller was being stared at, she was so frightened. She was about to ask when she saw that Richard Scott had retracted his gaze without anyone noticing. The car drove for nearly 20 minutes in the downtown area and finally stopped.

Richard Scott was the first to open the door and get off the car. Richard Scott hurriedly followed him.

In front of him was a towering building with a solemn sign of YS Group, like a symbol. It symbolized its hugeness and its status that could not be easily shaken.

There was no second company more massive than it in Great City.

Abby Miller had never expected Richard Scott to bring her to his company.

What was he going to do?

"What are you waiting for? Follow me."

Richard Scott reminded her when he saw her standing still.

Abby Miller nodded and quickened her pace.

They entered the company one after the other, took the elevator, and arrived at the president's office on the 38th floor.

Richard Scott's office was designed in modern style. From color, design to decoration, every single one of them was extremely particular.

Moreover, everything was available, including carpet, leather sofa, wine cabinet, bar counter, bookcase, all kinds of murals and art works, including a lounge there, and so on... It was unbelievably spacious and comfortable.

After sizing up the office, Abby Miller's gaze finally returned to Richard Scott.

At this time, the man had returned to his desk. He had taken off his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his arms. There was a pair of golden-framed glasses on his high nose bridge, and his cold face looked a little more elegant.

Mr. Scott, may I ask why you brought me here?

Standing in the office, Abby Miller asked curiously.

Richard Scott tapped on the keyboard with his ten fingers quickly moving and did not even look at her. He said, "You'll know it later, take a seat first."

"I see!"

Abby Miller agreed and sat down on the sofa.

About ten minutes later, Richard Scott finally stopped typing. He got up and walked around the desk, holding a printed document.

He sat down opposite Abby Miller and handed over the document at the same time, "Look, if you have no objection, sign it."

"What is this?"

Abby Miller picked it up in confusion and opened it.

"A labor contract."

Richard Scott lazily raised his eyelids and did not forget to explain, "You can exchange for the development rights of the orphanage in old town. During the contract period, you have to have no objection and unconditionally fulfill any requirements I have for you. You have to carry out my order and have no right to object. If you break the contract, you have to pay the corresponding price to pay the penalty."

"Wait..."

Seeing that he had said a lot, Abby Miller's mind was obviously a little confused, "You just said that I have no objection to any of your requirements unconditionally... May I ask if there is a range of your so- called requirements?"

"No!"

Richard Scott replied straightforwardly, "Now that you need my help, then this contract itself is an indignant agreement. I asked you to sign the contract in order to ensure that you won't break the contract I when I reserve the orphanage for you. Therefore, this contract is to ensure my personal rights, not yours, understand?"