But in front of Ashton Heath, she just couldn’t let go — reverence and nervousness penetrated her to the core.
It was as if people were born with a sense of awe for the divine.
Ashton Heath nodded, a simple, silent greeting to them.
"Take good care of her," he said, his voice low. "I’m leaving her in your hands, you must take good care of her for ."
"Don’t worry, President Ashton," Linda said, bowing her head slightly. "We will definitely take care of Joanna."
"That’s good." Ashton Heath didn’t continue the conversation with them but extended a hand towards Joanna Lawrence, beckoning her to co closer.
"Is there anything else?"
Before the car door closed, Joanna walked over and bent over to get into the car.
Ashton Heath put his arm around her waist, his hand slightly too hot, its pressure forcing Joanna to lean in closer to him.
The mont she lowered her head, he seized her chin and kissed her.
"Once you’re done with the shoot, I’ll co to pick you up. If anything happens, call . Rember, don’t try to be a hero on your own. If there’s anything you can’t handle, let take care of it, alright?"
Realizing that Linda and Nina were still standing nearby, Joanna’s cheeks reddened. She simply responded with a muted "oh".
Ashton Heath pinched her rosy cheeks: "Alright, I’m leaving now."
*
Soti later, after Ashton Heath had left.
Joanna turned around, only to et two pairs of teasing eyes.
Nina’s eyes sparkled brightly; she seed excited, her eyes appearing to radiate a rosy glow. "Wow, Joanna, you and President Ashton seem really close. For soone as reserved as him, he sure is passionate around you."
Joanna replied: "..."
"President Ashton and Joanna have been close for a while." Linda nodded, smiling as she spoke, "You two are now the envy of showbiz."
"Yes, I’m really envious. President Ashton is so handso, incredibly wealthy, highly competent, and has a great physique, especially that waist..." Nina’s voice trailed off, leaving her words hanging with a lecherous giggle.
"Waist?" Joanna hadn’t reacted in ti to respond, so she asked, "What about his waist?"
"Ahem..." Nina winked, "His waist...is just great. Do you feel very fortunate, Joanna?"
Joanna was stunned for a few seconds.
Upon catching Nina’s now ambiguous gaze, she suddenly understood what she ant.
Joanna was at a complete loss for words.
Every ti she saw Nina’s greasy attitude and lecherous expressions she wondered about what was going on in that girl’s mind.
"Alright, stop teasing Joanna." Linda flicked Nina’s forehead, "These are private matters between husband and wife, don’t pry. If you’re really curious, why not find a boyfriend with a great waist yourself?"
Nina’s lips imdiately pursed, "To find soone like President Ashton, I guess I’ll just have to wait for my next life. There’s no hope in this one. But knowing that a celestial being like him is within my circle makes quite proud!"
Linda laughed, "President Ashton is Joanna’s husband, what does that have to do with you? What’s there for you to be proud about?"
"But Joanna married President Ashton and I’m Joanna’s assistant, so by rounding off, doesn’t that an I am acquainted with President Ashton? Knowing such a big shot definitely adds to one’s prestige!"
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