Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

"Miss Naomi, Mr. John has brought the item that you ordered. Would you like us to bring it to your office?"

"No. If you bring it to the office, you will still be required to return it back. Simply bring the baker in here, please." An cold response came back from a woman whose name was Naomi. It had arrived at long last!

While she waited for the baker to be brought to her office, she began shifting restlessly in her seat. It did not take up to a minute until a knock was heard on the door, but it was not immediately answered.

She cleared her throat slightly and then put on her usual icy demeanor while her eyes rested a little bit.

"Come on in."

The door to the office was opened cautiously as a person who was carrying a tiny brown package entered the cold

"Miss Naomi, the process is over. I stashed the thing in the downstairs. I wanted to show my appreciation by bringing you this extra one, so I hope you enjoy it. Mr. John uttered those words while exhibiting some mild form of fear.

It must be quite nerve-wracking for him to be in the same room as Naomi Campbell, a woman who is not only a well-known aristocrat but also one of the youngest and most prominent CEOs in all of Country Y.

She has a reputation for being an emotionless madwoman who does whatever she wants without even caring about the consequences of her actions.

It's possible that she could murder someone and no one would raise an eyebrow about it. This is the level of power that she possesses.

"I am grateful to you for the gift, and I am appreciative of your generosity."

"N… no! You paid me more than the thing is even worth, and this is even less money compared to the total amount of money I still have on me." Mr. John was flailing his hands about in a very anxious manner. It was clear that he was experiencing a great deal of anxiety.

"So, I suppose that wraps things up? Come with me, and show me what you've been working on." The door was opened and Mr. John followed Naomi as she got up from her seat and walked out of the well conditioned office.

As she made her way slowly to the reception area, Naomi alternately clasped and released her fingers. Her expression was expressionless, yet if you went closer, you could feel her heart pounding against her ribcage.

She checked the time and then took a deep breath to calm herself down. If she were more enthusiastic about what she plans to do, she might pass out from a heart attack before she really does it.

On the other hand, Mr. John read her behaviors as signs of impatience, and as a result, he walked even more quickly. Of course, Naomi had no idea that he was thinking such cute and amusing things about her.

When they had arrived at the reception area together, Mr. John led her to the space that housed the object they were looking for.

It was concealed by a massive cover that was dark blue in color. Mr. John advanced and removed the cover by pulling it down.

When Naomi looked up, her eyes opened as she took in the sight of the delicious cake. Naomi's mouth formed the beginnings of a smile as she moved closer to it, and she nodded her head to indicate that she was satisfied with it.

"Mr. John, you have exceeded even the loftiest of my hopes and ambitions for you. Because you have done such a good job, I am considering making you my sole baker from this point forward, if that is okay with you. You'll still be able to work for others but your connection will widen so much."

Agee? Why won't he agree? It's an opportunity that comes just once in a lifetime! He must have saved a world in his last life.

As he began to genuflect earnestly, Mr. John's eyes widened in apparent disbelief.

"That would be an incredible privilege for me, Miss Naomi!"

"Meet my secretary," Naomi said with a chuckle. "She'll brief you on the payment and what you'll sign." Because she had previously gone through this topic together, she went ahead and prepared all of the necessary documentation.

Mr. John took a moment to pause before continuing, "You talked about this with your secretary already? Why…" He was perplexed.