Chapter 4 What's the Strength For?

"Huh?!" The sudden move left me frozen. Watching Ana's bold action, my hand stayed suspended in mid-air. But soon, my hand couldn't resist moving, recalling today's experience in the studio. Somehow, I remembered Daria quietly saying something to me... "Use force...squeeze me!" "Ah! You rascal! Why are you squeezing so hard?!" Suddenly, Ana let out a scream. It seemed like I had hurt her; she quickly stood up. Rubbing the sore spot, she rolled her eyes. Just as I was about to explain to Ana that it wasn't intentional. The door to the house opened, and it was Rufus who came back. Thinking about what I just did to Ana, I couldn't help feeling guilty, making my voice sound distorted when I spoke. "Rufus." Upon hearing me call him, Rufus nodded, looking somewhat absent-minded. Seeing that he hadn't noticed the issue between Ana and me, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He furrowed his brows, sitting on the sofa, continuously pouring himself water. One cup after another, as if never quenching his thirst, his face looked quite unpleasant. Seeing his expression, I couldn't help but ask. "What's wrong, Rufus? Did something happen?" Hearing my question, Rufus glanced at me, then glanced at Ana. He gestured for Ana to come over. "It's Dante's matter. He's opening a branch, and he decided to choose either me or Casey to go over." Hearing Rufus's words, Ana's eyes lit up. "It's a good opportunity, why not go for it?" "What do you understand?" Rufus glanced at Ana, somewhat helpless. "Casey was recruited by Dante later, without any shares. He has done a lot for the company these years. If I want to compete for this position, it might be challenging. Also..." Saying this, after assessing me for a moment, Rufus turned to Ana. "Dante's new company is not in Kisworld but in Riverside. If I leave, what will happen to Milo? What about you? Do we still want children?" Hearing Rufus, Ana seemed a bit displeased. "With you like this, still thinking about having kids? Do you know how much profit a subsidiary makes each year? What's wrong? Have you given up on progress after just a few good years? Is the mortgage paid off? Is the car loan paid off? When there are kids in the future, won't you consider money for their milk and education?" Being scolded by Ana, Rufus was a bit tongue-tied. Scratching his head, he looked somewhat dejected. "The problem isn't whether I want to go or not. Even if I want to, can I beat Casey? In the past, I reaped the benefits; now it's Casey's turn, isn't it?" Hearing Rufus, Ana shook her head directly, her eyes showing a hint of contemplation. "In that case, as long as you can ensure you get sent out, isn't that enough? Have you forgotten, Dante is soft-hearted. Give Ms. Spencer some gifts, let her speak for you." "Hey! She's not only a wealthy lady but also a big shot. What can I give her? A set of photo albums? The company's business is all handled by Dante!" "It depends on what you give her." Ana's mouth revealed a faint, elusive smile. Her gaze focused on me, making me feel uneasy. Could it be that she plans to give me as a gift to Daria? Initially, I felt a bit shameful, but thinking about the intense heat during the shoot, I wished I could be a gift for Daria right now! Ana patted Rufus's shoulder with a smile, a mysterious expression on her face. "This is something between us women. You don't need to worry; rest assured, I'll handle it with Ms. Spencer!" After saying that, Ana deliberately glanced at me. When Rufus finished dinner, he eagerly dragged Ana back to their room. No need to guess; they were definitely getting busy in the bedroom. Listening to the sounds coming from the next room, I felt all heated up. Seeing there was still time, I decided to go for a short walk. As soon as I got downstairs, the unexpected happened. An unexpectedly light object fell on my head. What the heck! Who has no sense of decency and randomly throws plastic bags?! Just as I was about to throw away the "plastic bag" on my head, a familiar female voice came from upstairs. "Hey! Milo! It's me, Ms. Spencer! My clothes fell, can you help me bring them up!" Ms. Spencer? Hearing Ms. Spencer's voice, I instinctively looked up. She was leaning on the balcony, looking at me with a charming expression. At that moment, my heart was pounding. Ms. Spencer wouldn't be trying to seduce me, would she?