My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 1032 Jared's Retribution

Otherwise, Cole would not be so generous, pushing the person he loves, into the arms of another man.

It seems that now, he should indeed be completely dispelled on Cole's vigilance and caution.

"How do you plan to repay them?" Amber asked curiously, taking the man's hand.

Jared rubbed her head, "That's my business, don't worry, I won't treat them poorly."

Amber gave him a blank look, "I didn't say you'd treat them poorly, you're so big, I'm sure you couldn't do such a stingy move."

Jared laughed low, "Should I be happy that I look so good in your mind?"

"That's not a no-no." Amber smiled back.

Jared flicked her forehead, "Okay, now that the reward is out of the way, it's time to talk about the punishment."

"And the punishment?" Amber froze for a moment, then looked at the man in disbelief, "Who are you going to punish?"

The man didn't answer, just his deep gaze fell on her.

Amber's heart stuttered.

What does it mean?

"You're not, going to punish me, are you?" Amber pointed at her nose in dismay.

Jared was noncommittal, "Your concealment, after all, has upset me, so I must punish you, just punish you for keeping me company tonight." This last statement, he was leaning in her ear, and nibbled on her earlobe, lowering his voice and speaking with a hint of seductive tone. Amber couldn't help but shiver, instantly understood his sentence to accompany him well, how to accompany.

This guy

Amber's face is red, "You really know how to exploit the loopholes, ah, caught the opportunity to make benefits for yourself, you" Jared cut her off with a low chuckle, "Let's go then."

The words fell, he bent down, he picked her up horizontally and walked towards the room.

Amber screamed out in shock, "Jared you let go of me, haven't you finished eating yet?"

"No more food, and it's about time."

"You"

Amber's last voice was blocked back by a kiss from the man.

At the same time, there was a slamming of the door to accompany the kiss between the two.

Soon, the living room was quiet, with only the unfinished meal on the table, showing that the living room was still occupied just then.

It didn't take long for the thought-provoking ambiguous sounds to come from under the door of the room, and in disguise, where people were going.

As Amber has said before, Jared is a man who loves to exploit opportunities to benefit himself at every opportunity.

As expected, Jared used the excuse of punishing Amber and succeeded in getting Amber to agree to try a pose that she had previously refused to agree to in any way.

I can't help it, who makes those poses besides difficult, but also humiliatingly tight!

So Jared was tempted to try, and it didn't work.

Now, he finally made it.

A few hours later, Amber tired of falling asleep in the past, and the man, which is leaning on the head of the bed, slightly sideways with his head down, full of tender eyes looking at the woman leaning in his arms sleeping heavily, large hands also gently stroking her face from time to time, the face of the redness and fatigue is clearly visible, even the sweat is still on the forehead did not dry, even around the hair were wet.

This shows the intensity of the 'battle' just now.

And Jared's own face, although there is also tired, there is also still not dissipated scarlet, forehead also have a grain of sweat as well as sweat-damp hair.

But that satisfaction of eating and drinking, but so let people look at want to beat.

Obviously, this battle, he not only gained the ultimate victory, but also gained an unprecedented insatiable.

But Jared didn't stay in bed long, waiting until he'd rested enough to breathe evenly before letting go of Amber's face, lifting the covers and getting out of bed and going to the bathroom. After showering and coming out, it was already three o'clock in the second half of the night.

Jared, wearing a white bathrobe with a towel around his neck, allowed himself to emerge from the bathroom with wet hair, walking away with the tips of his hair still dripping down, dripping into the white towel and quickly disappearing.

When he came to the coffee table in the living room, Jared picked up his phone and first looked at it to see if there were any work messages from his subordinates, and only after there were none did he dial Ben's number.

Ben is still working overtime in the group at this moment, no way, it's almost New Year's Eve and the inventory work is about to start.

The Farrell Group is so big, with hundreds of subsidiaries and affiliated companies that have investments and shares, that once the inventory is taken, it is definitely an unimaginably large amount of work. No, he, the assistant, is not even off duty now and is still staying up late in the group preparing for the pre-inventory preparations.

But the good thing is, he was not the only one who stayed up late to work overtime, there were many others, and his heart balanced a lot.

"Hello, Mr. Farrell?" Ben had just finished handling the inventory plan document from a subsidiary, picked up the coffee that had been cold for a long time and took a sip, after slightly waking up, he was about to handle the next subsidiary's document when he heard the phone ringing, picked it up and looked at it, his head got even bigger, but he still had to answer it.

Listening to Ben's breathless voice on the other end of the phone, Jared remembered that he was still working overtime and was silent for a while, thinking to himself that he was looking for Ben to handle something at this time, wasn't that a bit much?

But soon, this stingy compassion was thrown out of Jared's mind.

Jared thought, anyway, Ben is not sleeping and busy at this moment, then he asked him to handle some things, it is just incidental, what is too much?

Well, yes, that's it.

He is definitely not that kind of vicious capitalist also have a lot of things, but also no sympathy for the boss!

"Still not done?" Jared spoke up and asked in a light voice.

Ben looked at the few papers left in front of him and pressed his brow, "There's still some left, we can probably get rid of it at five o'clock, and then we can just publish the inventory order tomorrow." Jared hmmed, "After work, you can rest at the group and work again tomorrow afternoon."

Ben pressed his eyebrows for a moment and could not believe what he was hearing.

You don't work until this afternoon?

Is Mr. Farrell serious?

Does it mean that Mr. Farrell finally started to feel sorry for his subordinate?

"Then thank you so much Mr. Farrell." Ben's face turned red with excitement.

Jared pursed his lips, "But only if you do what I tell you to do."

The excitement on Ben's face, instantly frozen, replaced by a face full of cold smiles.

Heh, he knew it.

But it doesn't matter, it's a rare discovery of conscience to get Mr. Farrell to agree to work in the afternoon.

He should cherish it.

"Yes Mr. Farrell, at your service." Ben's face was smiling, but in his heart he cursed this capitalist.

Jared picked up the water on the coffee table and took a sip, "As I recall, Bank of Clifford Olkmore Branch is short on liquid deposits these days, right?"

Ben did not understand what Jared suddenly asked this, but still seriously nodded back: "Yes, some time ago, the Bank of Clifford head office, the Olkmore main branch of 70% of the deposit funds transferred away, so now the Olkmore main branch, lack of large deposits, Mr. Ferry recently is Mr. Ferry has recently been looking for the heads of those groups, hoping that these people can deposit money into his main branch, not in those foreign banks, or the lack of funds in the main branch, the performance is not up to standard, his position as president, I'm afraid he will have to do the head."