Andrew! Let me go!

Stella felt that this man was becoming more and more unreasonable. The receptionist took her to the door of this young master's office, but then nobody was allowed to go in with her. It seemed like this had been the plan all along. Also... what did he mean by he had spent the whole morning waiting for her? She did not ask him to wait for her. Stella was very angry. On the other hand, Andrew was in a very good mood. His face did not have the slightest trace of anger despite being scolded. It was rare that he was in such a good mood. He leaned his face toward Stella's face as if he wanted her to feel him. He said, "I'm shameless? You can touch me. Come on, you can touch my face." Stella was speechless. Damn it! This man was so shameless! How could he say something like that? Could it be that he didn't know the meaning of his words? Stella felt very uncomfortable because of the man's skin. Stella dodged in disgust. She wondered if she had walked into a wolf's den. To serve herself up to s