Chapter 152 - Identity to be revealed. (1/2)

”Hey, Erica. It's got all past evening, but still I haven't recieved the final briefing file to me. I have asked you to send it in the second half of the morning then why haven't I got it yet. Is there a problem?”, Lifen asked firmly but her voice never went devoid of warmth.

”Yes, Boss. Early in the morning, there were some problems but it's all sorted and Ruo has already left for your place. The file will soon be reaching you”, Erica informed while unlocking her apartment's door.

”Okay, then have you reached home safely. Do take abundant of rest. You have been working really hard with me. And again from the next week we have to resume it again, so take rest as much as you can”, she said with much concern like advising her own little sister.

”Apany you”, Erica said with admiration.

With that they disconnected the call and Lifen looked at the wall clock which presented as 6:30 p.m.

The whole day Deming has trapped her with her words. She didn't even have any words to retaliate them anymore. She has accepted her defeat. It seems the man has come with a sole intention to irritate her to the core.

But the irritation she was showing outside was fake to some extent. She was irritated by the words tricks he was playing and the way he was acting as a spoiled kid but still she making her heart feel lighter.

The whole day she has left him in the bedroom while she was busy in the living room. For some reasons, he didn't came out of the room. Periodically she would go in to check his temperature and he would again begin his provocation.

Thinking of all this, a smile came to her lips, without her noticing. And then she heard strong steady footsteps from behind. She turned to look at him.

He has already changed the bathrobe into a casual grey V-neck sweatshirt and a pair of black joggers, after one of his employee came to deliver his clothes in the morning.

He was looking so fresh even when he is weak, down with fever.

Lifen didn't realise that she was bluntly ogling him. ”Am I up to your choice? Keep me then. For Forever”, his sudden gentle but seductive voice brought her back from her trance.

”In your dreams”, she cut his words and started changing the channels on the television.

Deming lips curled up in a smile as he came forward to sit close beside her. He was about to sit when suddenly the door bell rang.

Lifen was about to get up to open the door but Deming walked forward to open it. It was not that late in the evening to restrict people visiting but he was kind of curious at who the person has come this late.

As he opened the door, he was greeted by a young British accent man, who was having a quite stunning looks but he kind of a little young. He was dressed a little casually with a black jacket hanging on his shoulders.

”Yes, How may I help you?”, Deming asked.