Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 833 - 829: Live Broadcast in the Office

It’s unclear if it’s because her pregnant body is too sensitive or if Vanessa Armstrong’s blood inherently flows with lewd genes, but with just a little teasing, she starts whimpering nonstop, like a cat in heat, rubbing against Assistant Qian’s body ceaselessly.

The latter swipes the documents off the desk, lifts her off the chair, and puts her directly on the desk, busy undoing his belt.

"Mmm~ Don’t, I already have a baby~" Vanessa Armstrong pretends to resist while one hand supports her on the desk, and the other caresses her neck back and forth.

"Such a stubborn wench!" A low, ambiguous curse, Assistant Qian is already ready, grabbing one of Vanessa Armstrong’s legs and placing it on his waist...

"Ah... be gentle, don’t hurt the baby..."

"It’s fine, my seed is strong..."

Outside the office door, Secretary Chen has her ear pressed tightly against the door, hearing the sounds from inside, and quietly sneaks away.

Inside the CEO’s office, Oliver Shaw leans back in the chair with his eyes closed, rubbing his temples. Ever since Vanessa Armstrong got pregnant, she’s become quite pretentious, ordering the housemaid around. It didn’t bother him before, but ever since his son pressured him to step down, it’s been really frustrating.

The office door was knocked twice; before he could respond, it was pushed open, "Dad, you’re back."

Oliver Shaw opened his eyes and stared coldly at his son, "Something up?"

"Nothing major," Felix Shaw said casually, one hand in his pants pocket, the other on the doorknob, "Just wanted to take you to see a spectacular show."

Oliver Shaw let out a cold snort, "If it’s nothing, get out. I’m tired and want to rest for a while."

"Alright then." Seeing his father close his eyes again, Felix Shaw curled his lips and said, regretfully, "Since you don’t want to see it, I won’t force you, lest you get any shocks seeing it for yourself." Finished speaking, he turned leisurely and walked out of the office, but outside, he quickened his pace, his handsome face turning serious.

Secretary Chen had just called to inform him, a couple in the office was in the midst of misconduct; he had to get to the scene quickly, catch them in the act, so when he confronted that woman, she would have no excuses!

Just as the office door closed, Oliver Shaw suddenly opened his eyes, feeling there was more to his son’s words, and an inappropriate thought crossed his mind. With a start, he quickly got up and walked out of the office with big strides.

Seeing his son already in the elevator, Oliver Shaw called out, "Felix, wait for me."

Felix Shaw held the closing door with his hand, his expression grave.

Oliver Shaw strode over, the two of them stood in the elevator looking ahead, one with a grave expression, the other serious.

...

Secretary Chen listened at the door again, the sounds from inside continued, she straightened up and glanced towards the direction of the elevator, then looked down at her watch, feeling equally anxious on her face and inside, worried that Director Foley wouldn’t arrive before it was over inside.

Seeing the father and son approaching together, Secretary Chen moved her lips but made no sound, her gaze falling on Oliver Shaw, then at Felix Shaw beside him.

"Not over yet?"

Walking a bit closer, Felix Shaw asked, not bothering to lower his voice, seemingly not concerned that anyone inside might hear.

Secretary Chen instinctively glanced at Oliver Shaw, licked her lips and nodded, "It should be," realizing her words were too vague, she corrected, "I just heard sounds again."

After speaking, she again looked at Oliver Shaw’s expression, whose face was solemn, and she didn’t really need to ask to guess what it was.

"Prepare yourself," Felix Shaw turned his eyes to remind his father, then instructed Secretary Chen, "Open the door."