Boss's Sweet Secretary

Chapter 5: The Torned Photo

Jennifer was too late when she realised it and tried to take the photo back. Hans was 185cm tall and

she can barely reached for his nose even in high heels. He managed to dodge her even when she

tiptoed.

Looking at her blushing face, Hans curled his thin lips into a cold smile and said, "Why are you so

anxious? Did you steal some secret information from me when I'm not here and try to sell it to your

partners?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

In recent years, the Miller's family had made plenty of rivals. There were many companies that would

want to destroy Joy Group. However, Jennifer would never expect that Hans would actually suspect her

as a corporate spy.

Even though she was used to his mean comments, she could not help but feel disheartened at this

moment.

"Give it back to me!" She was nervous and reached for the photo.

"What if I say no?" He looked at her jumping up and down with interest. It was as if he was very

interested in their interaction. Her face was flushed red and kind of seductive.

His expressionless face seemed to have a little emotions.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at the prize he had seized from her.

Jennifer knew it was too late to take it back, so she stopped grabbing the photo, and started to explain

instead, "I... I saw it by accident, not..."

Time stopped.

When Hans saw the person in the photo clearly, the smile on his face slowly froze. Instead, his

demeanour turned cold.

The woman with an oval-shaped face in the photo looked gentle and charming. She was so girlish and

innocent, like a newly bloomed flower.

That was his most cherished memory.

That was until he found out about the truth.

From then on, his illusion was completely shattered.

"This photo was mine anyway..." Noticing the gloomy expression on Hans's face, Jennifer's heart was

in turmoil. She thought that she had angered him by stealing. She faintly asked with her pale lips, "Why

do you have it here?"

Her voice was getting lower and lower and she felt uneasy.

Hans looked terrifying.

"I... If you want it, you can keep it." She generously offered him.

She only hoped that he would stop his cold expression. She could freeze to death in this office.

"Oh..." After a long time, Hans's thin lips finally moved as if he had just came to his senses.

Hans clenched the photo in his fist and looked up at her. "Don't tell me you think I'm fond of this

photo?"

Jennifer was stunned. She turned to his raised hand and she widened her eyes in surprise. "What?"

She didn't seem to understand him.

The next moment, a ripping sound came out of nowhere, breaking the silence of the room.

The photo was suddenly torn in half and Hans held it in his hands. He squeezed the torned photo in his

bony fingers and crushed it.

His sudden action completely stunned Jennifer.

"You — "

She was at a loss for words at that moment.

"If I ever give you any fake hope, I will crush it right now." Hans sneered. He stepped forward and

pinched her chin with his cold fingers, and whispered, "Jennifer, do you know why I keep the photo?"

His cold eyes and the wild charm on his face formed an extreme contrast.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from his thin lips.

"Because its existence is a constant reminder for me that the innocence on your face is just an

act!"