Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 65: Forcing a Kiss on Iris Crawford—Are You Looking for Trouble?
Hearing Leo Langdon say it looked good, Lachlan Wyatt stood up from his chair, "I knew it, you guys complain about Iris Crawford this and that, but when she wore black stockings, you’re more excited than anyone else!"
Leo Langdon stepped back two paces, "President Wyatt, I’m not that kind of person!"
"Then did you look or not!" Lachlan Wyatt ground his teeth, "Didn’t you even say it looked good!"
Leo Langdon felt stuck and was at a loss, after a long time he said, "I mean, Iris Crawford is your person, President Wyatt, I just dared to take a peek, no more! But, President Wyatt has good taste of course!"
...How sycophantic!
Lachlan Wyatt said, amused and annoyed, "Actually, we had a spat and made a bet a few days ago; she won’t wear it tomorrow, it’s a today-only thing. Don’t worry, it won’t affect the company atmosphere."
Leo Langdon finally breathed a sigh of relief; if Iris Crawford wore black stockings to the company every day... Thinking about that image carefully, it’s not... impossible.
Leo shook his head decisively, saying with righteous conviction, "In the company, President Wyatt has the final say, but if Iris Crawford’s business capability is not up to par, I will definitely voice my objections!"
For him, as long as the business skills are strong, male or female, human or ghost, it doesn’t matter. Leo Langdon is a meritocrat, who cares if she wears clothes or not.
Lachlan Wyatt perhaps recognized this quality in Leo Langdon from the beginning, which is why he valued him so highly.
With a nod, Lachlan Wyatt said, "There’s a meeting tomorrow where a report needs to be presented, you tell Iris Crawford to prepare herself."
"You’re planning to give it to the new hire? And the preparation time seems a bit short; if it’s a last-minute task, isn’t a day too little?" Leo Langdon was a bit shocked, he used to be in charge of these important summaries, but unexpectedly Lachlan Wyatt is letting Iris Crawford handle it this time...
Lachlan Wyatt didn’t say much extra, just smiled meaningfully, "You wanted to see her capability, right? Tomorrow’s occasion will let you see it well."
Leo Langdon frowned, not understanding what Lachlan Wyatt was up to, but since this person was his superior, he didn’t say much, and respectfully backed out of the room, only to find Iris Crawford outside, lounging casually with legs crossed watching him with a smile.
The smile was identical to Lachlan Wyatt’s earlier.
Leo Langdon felt he was seeing things, why did he feel that... the new Iris Crawford and his big boss Lachlan Wyatt were of the same species?
Iris Crawford handed Leo Langdon a cup of hot water, "Langdon, tired from your business trip? Sit down and rest."
Leo Langdon’s office, like Iris Crawford’s, is outside the president’s office, convenient for promptly assisting Lachlan Wyatt. Seeing Iris Crawford so attentive, Leo Langdon felt goosebumps yet, not wanting to reject the cheerful approach, he accepted the water from Iris Crawford.
Nearby employees passing by saw Leo Langdon take the cup from Iris Crawford, their faces went pale with shock.
"The new Iris Crawford took down Leo Langdon, who’s always beside Lachlan Wyatt, so quickly?"
"That’s Langdon! Where’d she get the nerve to act so servile?"
Iris Crawford heard the murmurs as well, but she didn’t care, she never had a good reputation in Lachlan Wyatt’s company, so it’s fine letting them talk, but Leo Langdon noticed Iris Crawford’s mentality of being resigned and commented, "Relationships in the company are important too."
Why does he sound like a senior mentor?
Iris Crawford grinned and said, "As long as I do my own work well, that’s all that matters."
"If you don’t socialize, even if you do a ten out of ten job," Leo Langdon paused, educating her further, "in everyone’s eyes, you’re only a five."
Prejudice and stereotypes are innate, if you don’t change, no matter how many good deeds you do, they’ll still dislike you, might even say you’re faking kindness.
Hearing Leo Langdon earnestly admonishing her, Iris Crawford found it a bit unbelievable, she reached out to pat Leo Langdon’s head like comforting a puppy, "Okay okay, I’ll try to have a better attitude next time."
Leo Langdon is an honest worker who’s diligently earning, clean and serious.
He’s capable with a direct personality, working meticulously; yet, among colleagues, aside from being serious, he showed care and concern, holding a decent reputation in the company.
Whatever he did, Lachlan Wyatt always felt at ease.
Seeing his persuasion accepted, Leo Langdon felt quite pleased, the misunderstanding towards Iris Crawford cleared up considerably, he turned his head saying sarcastically, "There’s a meeting tomorrow, remember to prepare the materials."
Iris Crawford was stunned, "Meeting tomorrow, you’re notifying me today?"
Leo Langdon knew it was sudden indeed, he initially felt Lachlan Wyatt’s choice wasn’t great, but since Lachlan Wyatt decided, he couldn’t say anything much, only nodded, "Think of it as a test of your ability. I can send you the data, I have monthly summaries, it should ease your workload."
The originally rigid image of Leo Langdon in Iris Crawford’s eyes instantly turned into a benevolent figure, she clasped her hands wishing she could kowtow, "Thank you, Langdon, send me your data, I’ll work overtime on the PPT tonight..."
Leo Langdon handed over the USB, feeling that now she’s acting like a proper worker, just as Iris Crawford took it, her expression immediately changed, with gritted teeth she twisted her wrist and stood up from her seat, high heels almost digging into the floor, carrying a murderous aura toward the president’s office!
Leo Langdon turned pale, "What are you doing, new hire!"
The next second Iris Crawford kicked open Lachlan Wyatt’s door in her high heels; not bothering to close it, she shouted, "Meeting’s tomorrow and you assign me the task today, isn’t this making things difficult for me! Lachlan Wyatt, how can you be so shameless using such tricks to pick on me! Do you believe I’ll quit! I’m quitting! Bring me a pen! I want to sign the resignation letter on your sarcastic face!"
This shout was loud enough for employees passing by outside to hear, seeing everyone’s fearful expressions, Leo Langdon shut the door, standing guard outside taking deep breaths, mind chanting "Amen."
Under the heavens, only this newbie dares to speak to President Wyatt like this! No wonder she parachuted in, she must have special skills, Leo Langdon dare not doubt anymore!
Arguments aside, Iris Crawford was still diligently working overtime that night, even though she hated it, agreeing to work with Lachlan Wyatt meant not leaving unexpectedly and causing trouble for others.
Iris Crawford always felt she could be independent from Lachlan Wyatt, but she’s accustomed to finishing what she starts, once the work is all done, she’ll talk with Lachlan Wyatt properly to part amicably, not feeling she owes him.
Leo Langdon, on his way out after hours, saw Iris Crawford still, he went over tapping her computer desk, "Working overtime?"
"Hmm." Iris Crawford didn’t raise her head, "Langdon, be careful on your way."
Leo Langdon chuckled, "You don’t need to push yourself too hard, you’re new they won’t expect too much."
Iris Crawford finally glanced sideways, "I have high expectations for myself."
Leo Langdon realized he misspoke, after a long pause he muttered, "Then, keep up the hard work."
Iris Crawford smiled and nodded, watching Leo Langdon leave, she took a breath and continued working.
Not sure why Lachlan Wyatt was provoked, even thinking of such underhanded moves as assigning last-minute overtime, Iris Crawford typed more forcefully, her expression growing irritable, which Lachlan Wyatt noticed as he came out laughing.
He said, "Why are you working overtime while gritting your teeth?"
Iris Crawford sarcastically replied, "Wow, everyone’s gone, there’s only me left on this floor, didn’t expect to see you here."
Lachlan Wyatt sat down next to Iris, pointed to himself, and asked her, "Am I not a person?"
Iris replied with a straight face, "No, you’re not."
Lachlan paused, hearing her continue, "You’re a beast."
Tsk tsk, that sharp tongue of hers is still as quick-witted as ever.
But why, when Iris insults him, does he not feel angry at all, instead becoming... excited?
Lachlan pondered seriously for a long while, feeling he might really be a pervert. Now all the surrounding rooms were dark, only their light was still on in this large floor, and the glow from the computer screen fell on Iris’s cold and beautiful face, he stared blankly for a long time before reaching out to touch it.
Iris was taken aback, instinctively pulling her face back. She frowned, "Don’t touch me."
"I’m off duty," Lachlan, sitting next to her, was so close that their bodies almost touched in this exclusive setting, making the atmosphere particularly ambiguous.
The man lowered his voice, "Aren’t I just here to keep you company?"
Iris sneered, "If it weren’t for the task you gave me, I wouldn’t be working overtime now."
Lachlan’s fingers reached Iris’s lips, and without thinking, she bit his finger with her sharp canine teeth.
But unexpectedly, Lachlan wasn’t afraid of the pain at all. He even smiled, hooking her canine tooth with his finger flirtatiously, saying, "Don’t bite me."
Iris was covered in goosebumps by Lachlan’s actions. She hated him the most for using his good looks to do as he pleased. She avoided his gaze, saying, "So you’re trying to toy with me again?"
This man is always like that, his mood swings are unpredictable. When he’s in a good mood, he treats her like a toy to play with at will, and when he’s not, he just sets her aside. Lachlan is heartless, she must not fall for him.
Lachlan stroked his chin and withdrew his hand from between Iris’s teeth, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I’m curious to see how painful your bite can be, maybe someday it’ll pierce me."
Iris flashed her teeth at him, probably just to show him how fierce she was, "One of these days, I’ll bite you to death, snap your neck, and drink your blood!"
Lachlan, enjoying himself, curled his lips, saying, "Mm, consider it as ridding the world of a menace."
No matter how long Iris worked, Lachlan sat still behind her for just as long, watching. When she finished and stretched, she realized Lachlan was still behind her, so she quickly retracted her stretch, "You didn’t leave?"
"I’m watching you." Lachlan maintained his leisurely demeanor, unabashedly revealing his desire for Iris, his true colors as a notorious pervert laid bare, "You look quite sexy working overtime, especially wearing those black stockings..."
Iris instantly took off her high heels and threw them at Lachlan’s head, "If you ever dare to act lecherous towards me again, I’ll kill you!!!"
However, what Iris didn’t expect was that after spending so long in the office with Lachlan, Jordan Jacobs was waiting for them downstairs the entire time.
Wearing a leather skirt and black stockings, as she walked out of the company’s entrance, the man waiting outside incredulously called out, "Iris?"
Turning around, she saw Jordan standing there, holding car keys, looking as if he had been waiting for a long time. Since the time he got off work, he had been observing everyone leaving, and yet, Iris was nowhere to be seen among them.
He kept waiting, waiting until the overtime was over. Originally thinking he could develop something further with Iris, after discovering Iris’s identity, Jordan couldn’t get her out of his mind.
He still thought he could return to the past, refusing to let go and constantly entangling, which led to him waiting at the company entrance — not expecting to see his ex-wife walking out shoulder to shoulder with Lachlan from the exclusive elevator.
Jordan’s voice was filled with gritting teeth, "Iris, are you really getting involved with Lachlan?"
Lachlan was just about to say that they had already gotten involved when Iris coldly flicked her face, "What does it have to do with you?"
Jordan went to grab Iris’s hand, "Why don’t you just come back..." She’s dressed much more beautifully now than before, and he regretted it, seeing Iris never wore black stockings in front of him, but now she...
Iris laughed, "If Yvonne Jennings hears this, I wonder what she’ll think?"
"I admit, my thing with Yvonne really hurt you..." Jordan’s handsome face was full of remorse, and Iris couldn’t tell if it was real or fake, since he was so good at acting, she assumed it was fake.
She didn’t want to see Jordan in front of her anymore, only hoping to watch him fall from grace. Impatient, she wanted to walk away, but unexpectedly, Jordan took a deep breath, grabbed Iris, and in the moment she turned around, the man moved forward and clasped her head!
A kiss, he forcefully kissed her, right in front of Lachlan!
At that instant, Lachlan felt like a fire was suddenly ignited in his chest! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Iris’s eyes widened, pupils constricted suddenly, and she forcefully pushed Jordan away, lifting her hand to scrub her lips furiously, "Are you crazy?"
Jordan was pushed away by Iris but didn’t get pushed far. His lips were still wet. Iris admitted that Jordan was handsome, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so blind back then. Two years ago, when she was overweight, Jordan found her repulsive, but now he’s actively pursuing her and even forcibly kissing her, how ironic!
Jordan’s eyes were red, he didn’t know why he was so out of control, even...in front of Lachlan.
Before he could speak, Lachlan’s expression on the side had already fallen straight down. At the company’s entrance, he suddenly tore off his suit jacket, buttons scattered all over, then the man roughly pulled up his sleeves, snorted, and swung his fist at Jordan!
"Wait a minute, Lachlan!"
Before he could hit Jordan, Iris had already blocked him!
Lachlan’s heart stung, almost unable to hold back his strength, "What do you mean by this?" She was stopping him?
Jordan looked at Iris’s back blocking him, his heart a mix of emotions. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Iris clutching Lachlan’s hand, saying, "Let go of your fist!"
Lachlan, held by Iris, his expression mixed with hostility, his features instantly intense and flamboyant, declared word by word, "He touched you, I can’t stand it!"
"Oh." Iris let go, surprising both men.
Then Jordan saw Iris take off her high heel and throw it with a gust, landing it squarely on his nose, the hard sole colliding, causing spinal jarring pain.
"After I hit you, he can! You’re so annoying! You disgusting jerk, you sleazy bastard!"
