Joanna Lawrence opened her mouth, originally wanting to refuse, but remembering something, she eventually let him have his way.
Nevermind, she didn’t have anything else to do anyway, so she might as well go to the company with him.
As long as he didn’t think she was bothering him, it would be fine.
Ashton Heath brought her directly from the basement to the 37th floor where the president’s office was located.
The two walked hand in hand out of the elevator. A few female secretaries outside the work area saw them and their astonished eyes almost popped out.
They stared with amazement until Ashton Heath passed by them, finally snapping out of it and hurriedly greeting, "President Ashton."
Ashton Heath ignored them, still holding onto Joanna’s hand as they walked straight into his office.
However, Joanna turned her head and glanced at the few female secretaries before following Ashton into the office, casually asking, "Are all those women outside your secretaries?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
Entering the office, Ashton Heath still hadn’t let go of her hand, their fingers tightly intertwined.
In the hot summer weather,
Joanna felt that her hand was sweaty and unappealing and didn’t particularly like holding hands, but Ashton seemed not bothered at all.
"Oh, nothing. I just think they’re all quite pretty," she complimented sincerely.
She couldn’t help but admit the Heath Group’s employees were all good-looking.
The female secretaries outside had an average height of at least 165 cm and were all fair-skinned beauties with long legs, very pleasing to the eye.
Ashton Heath paused, turned his head to look at her, and said immediately, "If you don’t like it, I’ll have the Human Resources Department notify them to start the resignation process."
She looked confused, "I don’t have any problem with them. It doesn’t make any sense to fire them."
Ashton Heath narrowed his eyes, staring intently at her, "You just said they’re pretty."
"Yeah, I think they’re quite pretty. Is there a problem with that?"
"You don’t mean you’re bothered by it, do you?"
"... No." Joanna looked at the man’s serious expression, her lips twitching. She quickly explained, "I just genuinely think they’re good-looking and the employees of the Heath Group have high standards of appearance. It’s very pleasing."
"I really don’t mind, I swear!"
She was afraid Ashton would misunderstand and fire the perfectly good employees.
Wouldn’t that make her the culprit?
Ashton Heath stared at her for a while longer. After confirming that she truly didn’t mind, he finally grinned, "If you don’t mind, then it’s fine. But, aren’t you really the slightest bit worried? Afraid I won’t be able to resist temptation?"
Inside, he felt a tinge of annoyance.
She wasn’t worried that his female secretaries were too beautiful, which might give him other ideas?
This time, Joanna quickly sensed that the man felt something was off and quickly figured out the reason. She immediately spoke sweetly to appease him, "I’m not scared. I trust you."
She tightly held his hand, black eyes fixed on him, filled with absolute trust, and said, "I know you’re not that kind of person, so I’m at ease with my trust in you."
"If I don’t have even that much trust, how can I be your wife?"
Ashton Heath hesitated for a moment, a joyful smile appearing in his eyes.
He took her into his arms and pressed a tender kiss on her forehead, "Baby, in this life, I’ll only be yours. Whether it’s my body or my heart, I belong solely to you."