Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy

Chapter 2009

After Tinge left the bar, he went straight back to the company. His company here was actually a shell company. From the outside, the companywas engaged in the construction industry. Tingeboughta large open space and built a few very unique buildings. There had always been a lot of orders, but Tinge had never managed them. As an architect, his younger brother led his team to build several buildings for several local politicians and wealthy businessmen.

Tinge returned to the company and immediately contacted his younger brother through encryption.

"Brother, how is it going? Have you contacted Pola?" Keith sounded a little anxious.

"Put Cynthia on the phone." Tinge frowned slightly. He didn't know if leaving his younger brother behind was a good decision or not, but through his younger brother's solicitous tone, Tingerealized that Keith became more and more attentive to Cynthia.

"Oh!" Keith was very depressed. Tinge was only born three hours before him. Why did Tingealways lecture him like an eldest brother since they were kids?Keith was unconvinced, but since he was always been beaten by his brother, he had to be sincerely convinced.

Cynthia took the phone, "Mr. Tinge, you're looking for me?"

"I've seen Pola. She seems to think that you're dead. Maybe Scottson lied to her. She wants to cooperate with me because she wants to avenge her sister. I guess the sister she's talking about is you." Tingedirectly said.

"Don't believe her. The reason she wants to kill Scottson, one is to silence him. The other is to go back and claim credit. Of course, maybe she really likes you and wants to take advantage of this opportunity to please you." Cynthia sneered.

"She did seem to like me." Tinge was extremely disgusted.

"You are an attractive man. According to my understanding of her, she is psychologically rejected foreign men. Her marriage partner will definitely be a man from her own country. You are young and promising, and you have the same goal as her. It is easy for her to be tempted." Cynthia said indifferently.

"I refuse to cooperate with her. I just want to help you obtain evidence of her misappropriation. What are your plans?" Tinge asked her in a low voice. "I do have a plan." Cynthia said after thinking for a second.

"What's your plan?" Tinge frowned and asked her.

"I want to see Pola. If she knows that I'm not dead, she will definitely fall out with Scottson. At that time, her shady deals will be exposed. After you cooperate with her tomorrow, I will contact her." Cynthia was too sad, and she wanted to personally capture this traitor and make her confess to the crime she had committed.

"If you do this, I'm afraid she will kill you. Why do that?" Tinge felt that she didn't have to take this risk.

"I am the person in charge of this mission. Only when I come forward will she reveal her true identity. I have always been the one who contacted her." Cynthia knew very well that Pola would not trust anyone except her. This time, she was extremely confident because she already knew that Pola was a traitor. She was prepared.

"Alright, you can decide your own matters." After Tinge finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Cynthia returned the phone to Keith. He frowned, "Has my brother hung up yet?"

"Well, your brother has helped me a lot. I really owe you more and more. Keith, if this incident ends, can I treat you to a meal?" Cynthia asked him with a smile. Keith's heart palpitated, but he looked indifferent, "Why did you treat me to dinner? I'm not a casual man."

"After dinner, we'll go to see a movie together." Cynthia's eyes became blurry.

"Still watching movies? Aren't we going on a date?" Keith was clearly moved, but he wanted to pretend that it didn't matter.

"It's just a date. It seems like this is how men and women get along." Cynthiaglanced at him and blinked.

"Then do you know the next steps? After the movie, will it be your home, my home or a hotel?" Seeing her serious expression, Keith frightened her and smirked.

"Just now, you said that you are not a casual person." Cynthiasneered at him and left.

Keith was speechless.

Are women so willful and unreasonable? She was the one who started the topic, so he just cooperated with her, but now she ignored him.

Although Cynthia turned around and left, she was inexplicably happy. In the past, if any bold man dared to say such frivolous words to her, she would have already greeted him with a fist and foot. But why did she still want to hear Keith say such words?

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It was already late at night. Tinge was lying on the bed. He held his phone and thought for a while. Considering the jet lag, it was more than nine o'clock in the morning at home. He wondered if she got up yet.

He had never thought that sending a message and making a phone call would be so difficult. Tinge couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Was this the bitter part coming after the sweetness of love?

Taking a deep breath, Tinge still decided to send her an apology.

As a result, he wrote several messages, but he was not satisfied, so he could only delete them first, changing them into a simple greeting.

After sending out the text message, the time it took to wait for a reply became even slower.

Tinge pillowed his arms and stuck his phone to where his heart was beating. He closed his eyes and waited.

Time passed, and Tinge was a little distracted. He picked it up from time to time and looked at the time.

Half an hour later, he felt a little bit of panic. He sat up and confirmed that his phone was not broken. He murmured painfully. Sure enough, a woman was not easy to provoke," especiallythe woman from the

Wayne Family. She can really torture you.

"Emma, are you going to ignore me?" This was the first time Tinge felt crying without tears. He held onto his phone and began to wonder if he should call her.

Tinge, who had always been calm and rational, no longer had any confidence. He walked back and forth a few times in the room. After confirming that she really didn't reply to his messages, he mustered up his courage and called.

"Hey!" After the phone rang for dozens of seconds, a gentle female voice came. It was the voice he was familiar with and missed. The heart that was tied up in anger finally returned to its original position.

"Emma, it's me." His voice was deep and maic, carrying a trace of guilt.

"I know it's you." Creamy said with a bit of anger.

"Are you angry?" Tinge asked nervously.

"If I dope you and send you a thousand miles away, I don't believe you won't be angry." Creamy bit her lips and snorted angrily.

"I'm sorry." Having thousands of

words to say, but he could only say these three words. If he didn't put her in the most important position in his heart, how could he be willing to send her away? He was clearly filled with deep emotions, but he was unable to say a single word. This was the love of a man. It was as

thick as a mountain and as deep as

the sea.

"I don't want to hear these three words. Tell me another three words." Creamy was obviously very happy to receive his phone call, but when she spoke, she was still a little childish.

"I love you." The man's voice was hoarse and he added three words.

Creamy was surprised. He reacted quite quickly. Humph, maybe he had coaxed other women in the same way.