Sometimes, it was a different kind of wisdom to let the opponent thought he gained the upper hand, and ride the high horse desperately.
The morning meeting was over and Rebecca was back in her office.
Amos kept observing and smiled.
Such a hot body!
If Rebecca knew that after having suffered the scold of her uncle, there was a man looking at her body intensely, she might want to kill him instead. But now, being unaware of what Amos had done to her, she angrily walked into her office and closed all the shutters. She then went to the French window behind her desk and pulled the curtains even wider.
The sun shone brightly through the window panes into the whole office.
At the same time, the sunlight also made it more convenient for Amos to carefully observe her.
Rebecca, of course, wil
