Caged By My Devil Uncle

“You just spent a few days in the sales department.” You deserve to think of them so frequently. After all, you’re just a pawn in Wendy’s game.”

“I know, I’m their pawn,” Chris said calmly. Mr. Warren, am I not your pawn? Only those at the top have the ability to kill everyone.”

I sighed slightly. “Sometimes I think you’re innocent and a little stupid, but now I think you see it more clearly than anyone else, you’re just too kind, if you can put your kindness away…”

“I will no longer be Chris if I put away.”

Chris’ Point of View

It’s not that I don’t understand many things; it’s just that I don’t want to.

If I am willing to understand that day, I will completely transform into another person, someone I don’t even recognize.

The car parked in front of a restaurant. “Mr. Warren, what brought you here?” I asked, looking at him.

“Dinner, you are my wife in addition to being my assistant, and you are aware of this.”

I scowled. “There is no one from the Wilson family here, Mr. Warren.” We don’t have to do anything.”

“Get out of the car,” he said softly.

I followed him out of the car, and now I don’t understand Warren at all, which is diametrically opposed to Warren in the past.

Warren ordered a lot of food, but it was all Kitty’s favorites, which didn’t appeal to me.

I think of the man who remembers all of my preferences, and I desperately want to see him right now.

Warren’s point of view

“What are you thinking about?” I discovered her distracted once more.

“Nothing, I’m just tired.” “After eating, return home.” Chris doesn’t seem to be interested in talking to me.

Chris was by my side because I was terrified. Why do I have the impression that she is moving away from me?This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Do you dislike the food?”

Chris’ Point of View

“Thankfully, it doesn’t matter, eat.” I eat with my head bowed; I am not a picky eater, even if I don’t like it.

“You can order whatever you want, and the menu is available.”

“Mr. Warren, slapping someone and giving someone a sweet date,” I said as I set my fork down. “Do you think this trick is cool?”

Warren’s point of view

She isn’t very good at hiding her emotions, according to Chris’s objective eyes. On her face, she writes down all of her joys, sorrows. Such people appear to be too simple to understand, but they are more difficult to control than those who dodge questions.

I don’t know if it’s like Kitty, seemingly docile but deep scheming.

It’s not a bad thing to have a scheming; it just depends on where her scheming is used; as long as it doesn’t affect my bottom line, it’s irrelevant.

Kitty enjoys living in luxury, and her weakness is simple to manage.

Chris appears to be simple and in need of money, but only for the White family and not for herself.

  She is far more difficult to deal with than Kitty.

“I’m sorry for slapping you, Chris.” In the future, you will be my assistant, and you will be required to accompany me to various locations. It’s understandable that I’d like to invite you to dinner.” I stated.

“Do you care what the assistant eats, Mr. Warren?”

“I’m your assistant and partner, and we’re not involved in anything else.” Mr. Warren, you don’t have to be concerned about my feelings; we get along just fine.”

For the first time, I felt helpless.

I want to be nice to someone, but she doesn’t seem to appreciate it.

“It used to be very good. Do you mean you had acute “sexual” appendicitis and I abandoned you, and you nearly died of pain in the villa? Or did I keep leaving you to pick up Kitty ? Is that really a happy life?”

Chris gave a nod. “Yes, that’s fine. That is exactly what you should do. You don’t have to be guilty of me because the person you like is Kitty…”

As my fork slid into the dish, I locked my gaze on her. “I don’t need you to remind me who I like, Chris!” If you can’t accept my good, take pleasure in my bad! Just don’t feel bad about it.”

Chris’ Point of View

I was perplexed as I watched him leave angrily. 

Forget about it. It’s a pity we can’t eat at such a large table of dishes.

I’ve started eating vegetables seriously, and I’d like to eat back the wrongs I’ve done today.

Warren’s point of view

I checked out at the door and looked at her before leaving, wondering if my departure had affected her in any way.

I became even more enraged as I watched Chris eat gracefully. If she didn’t have me at all in her heart.

Oh, no! No woman has ever dared to do something like this!

At the time, all I wanted to do was vent, so I dialed Kitty’s number.

“Warren, don’t you have to work overtime today?” Kitty asked, surprised.

“No, where have you gone?”

“I’m having lunch near the Time Mall.”

“I’m right around the corner; please come right away.”

“Of course, Warren, just wait for me.”

I still admire Kitty’s obedience. Chris appears to be obedient and intelligent, but she is actually rebellious and stubborn. My liver hurts just thinking about her.

There has never been anyone who has been able to completely “mess” with my emotions. A qualified authority first teaches me how to manage my emotions.

Risk is frequently associated with impulsive behavior. I am the Wilson Group’s heir and should not have felt this way.

But Chris disrupted my original rhythm.

Kitty has rushed to the scene after smoking a cigarette.

“Warren, I really miss you. You haven’t been with me in a while.” Kitty was grumpy and spoiled.

I stroked her long hair, thinking that a woman should be like her.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to accompany you now?” “I’m looking for you, Kitty.”

Kitty’s face lit up with a smile as she crossed her leg across mine.

I don’t feel lust in my eyes as I watch her try to please me. It’s not that Kitty doesn’t work hard enough, but my heart no longer seems to be with her.

She should still be eating heartlessly, judging by the restaurant next to her.

Kitty is about to bring up the subject, but I’m hesitant, “Kitty, use it here.”

Kitty squatted down and began to serve me as her slender fingertips vaguely caressed her lips.

I’m just considering a question. Are Chris’s lips really that soft?

I felt it when I thought of her face. I drew Kitty back into my arms and kissed her passionately.

Only I am aware that Chris has taken over my mind and heart.