Chapter 22 Mrs. Wilson
On the top floor of Skytel, the clear sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded.
"Rat-a-tat..."
The one who made the sound must be arrogant. The rhythm was not fast nor slow, and it was like cutting people's necks little by little with a blunt knife.
Suddenly, the sound stopped.
A middle-aged woman stood outside Bella's office. Dressed in a black silk dress, she was wearing spectacles with gold wire frames and an emerald necklace.
She looked up slowly, glanced at the closed door in front of her, and ordered in a cold voice, "Open the door."
Behind her, there was a strong black-haired woman with a ponytail.
Hearing her order, the woman immediately went forward and opened the door for her.
Bella was working seriously.
When she parked her car in the underground parking lot this morning, she saw Lanny slap David in the face.
Lanny scolded him loudly, saying that he was poorer than the president and he couldn't even get a black card.
Although Bella left immediately, David saw her when the elevator door closed.
Not long after she came to the office, David stormed in angrily.
"You prostitute who has sex for money! How dare you look down on me!" David pointed at Bella's face and cursed her. He threw the documents on her desk to the ground. After venting his anger, he slammed the door shut and left.
It took her a long time to clean up the mess. Without having a rest, she began to work according to the schedule. She didn't want to affect the project. In this way, the president wouldn't get a chance to criticize her.
In the past, she didn't know there were so many impolite people in the world. They liked to break into other people's offices without knocking on the door.
The noble but indifferent lady in front of her was the same.
"This is the president's mother, Mrs. Wilson." The woman who opened the door lowered her head and said to Bella.
Bella immediately stopped typing, got up from her seat, and stood next to the desk, "Hello, Mrs. Wilson, I'm the president's assistant. My name is Bella."
Mrs. Wilson ignored Bella. She raised her feet and walked in. In her black heels, she approached Bella slowly and arrogantly.
Bella didn't dare to speak.
Mrs. Wilson stopped after taking three steps.
She glanced around Bella's office and suddenly sneered.
Hearing her sneer, Bella became nervous.
Mrs. Wilson seemed to be in a bad mood.
She hoped she wouldn't be as weird as her son.
"Let them in." Mrs. Wilson said to the woman behind her.
"Okay." The woman in black nodded and went out.
Soon, she came in again.
Behind her were several beautiful women.
Unlike the woman who wore a black business suit, those women were all delicate and charming.
They walked in gracefully in windbreakers.
Bella's mind went blank when she saw them. She opened her mouth wide in surprise, not knowing what Mrs. Wilson wanted to do here.
When the women see her, they looked at her from head to toe as if they were evaluating a commodity marked with a price.
Mrs. Wilson went to the sofa and sat down elegantly.
She put her legs together and put the hand with a ring on her knee.
Then she suddenly coughed.
It was like a secret signal. The women raised their hands, pulled off the belts on their waists, and their windbreakers fell to the ground. Then they took a step forward in high heels.
It turned out they were all wearing sexy bikinis. Bella saw their perfect shapes.
Buxom breasts, thin waist, slender legs, and curvy hips.
Bella blinked and couldn't help sighing with admiration in her heart.
They were so pretty and sexy. If she were a man, she would be so glad.
She looked at Mrs. Wilson in confusion.
What exactly did she want to do? Was it her strange hobby to force strangers to watch bikini shows?
Mrs. Wilson frowned and looked unhappy, "Start your performance."
"Yes, Mrs. Wilson." The woman stood in the front said in an overly sweet voice.
Then they raised their hands and began to dance.
While twisting their bodies and making various seductive postures, they stroked their bodies and moaned from time to time.
Some of them even hugged each other, caressed and kissed each other.
Bella thought of the pole dancers in the nightclub.
She finally realized that Mrs. Wilson might come here with an unfriendly purpose.
Bella licked her dry lips, summoned up her courage, and said, "Mrs. Wilson, this is the working place. It may not be appropriate to bring these ladies here."
After speaking, Bella thought about her words again to make sure she was euphemistic enough.
However, Mrs. Wilson looked at her contemptuously.
Instead of stopping those women, she said to Bella, "Since you can work here, why can't they stay here?"
The ring on her hand gave out a cold light, and she added, "These women are prostitutes. I especially chose the most famous and popular ones and brought them here because I don't want you to think I underestimate you. You're the same as them, and you all make money by seducing men. Isn't it good for you to meet and exchange experiences?"
Bella took a step forward and said loudly, "Mrs. Wilson, I didn't seduce anyone."
She clenched her fists to remind herself not to say harsh words.
She couldn't have a conflict with Mrs. Wilson, or she might lose her job.
The woman who spoke just now suddenly smiled. She pointed to Bella, "You are the woman who seduced the president. You pretend to be pure and obedient, but you're scheming."
The woman's eyes were full of jealousy.
Many men are chasing after her, but she liked none of them.
She once met the president of Skytel in X Club.
That night, she drank a girl who had offended her, brought her to several lecherous men, and intended to leave.
When she went out, she saw a man who looked like the king.
He wore a gold dragon mask, and the manager of X Club followed him like a servant.
He was the man she wanted, an ideal man who could give her countless wealth and glory.
Since then, she had been seeking opportunities to approach Edward.
She didn't get a chance, but Mrs. Wilson came here.
She knew a humble woman had seduced Edward.
Edward was hers, but Bella cast a greedy eye on him!
She smashed everything in her dressing room angrily.
Mrs. Wilson paid them a lot of money and asked them to come here to humiliate Bella.
She accepted such a wonderful task without hesitation.
She stood here and watched Bella being humiliated by Edward's mother.
Bella deserved it because she seduced Edward!