Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 902 - 898: Confiscated Documents
"Felix Shaw, what do you intend to do!" Seeing her passport and visa being taken out, Mia Foster panicked and tiptoed to grab them, but to no availโthe long-armed man effortlessly evaded her grasp. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฃ๐ธ๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐๐๐ถ
Placing all the documents into the inner pocket of his coat, Felix felt a weight lift off his chest. He casually tossed the shoulder bag into the wardrobe, wrapped his long arm around Miaโs waist, pulling her into his embrace, and said with a triumphant smile, "Mia, from today on, I will no longer indulge you."
His tone was leisurely, even gentle, but it sent shivers down Miaโs spine.
Furrowing her delicate brows, she asked suspiciously, "Felix Shaw, what do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Felix raised an eyebrow, smiling ambiguously, then leaned close to Miaโs face, whispering into her ear, "I mean tying you up, tying you to my belt, and taking you back home."
After speaking, he withdrew from her ear, his handsome face clenched as he said through gritted teeth, "For the rest of your life, donโt even think about betraying me with that foreign devil."
With all her documents in Felixโs hands, Mia had no choice but to bend her knees. She worried that Felix might really abduct her back home, leaving her company here unmanaged. She quickly explained, "No, Felix, youโve misunderstood. Steven and I are friends, just friends, thereโs nothing between us."
"Just friends?" Felix exaggeratedly raised an eyebrow, as if he heard a joke. Suddenly, with a sharp gaze, he grabbed Miaโs chin, brought his handsome face close, and pushed in a low voice, "Mia, you are quite the liar. You two kissed passionately on the street, and now youโre telling me youโre just friends." At this, Felix scoffed and continued, "Do you want me to catch you in bed with that foreign devil before you admit heโs your lover?"
Mia...
Under Felixโs dangerous gaze, Mia instinctively licked her lips and asked, puzzled, "How do you know?"
Could he have someone tailing me?
A startled "Ah..." escaped as Felix spun her around, pinning her between the wardrobe and his chest, unintentionally playing a kabedon.
His arm still wrapped around Miaโs waist, one hand propped on the wardrobe beside her, his peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, his handsome face leaned close, "Youโre asking how I know?"
With her hands clawing the door behind her, Mia instinctively nodded, only to see Felix sneer, saying, "Mia, would you be surprised if I said I followed you straight through security when I saw you and that foreign devil walk in?"
"You... came to the US?"
"Mmhm," Felix admitted, "I called you but you didnโt pick up, so I waited outside the company for you, and to my surprise... hmph," Felix sneered, "I discovered your affair, so I followed you."
"When did you become so smart?" The question slipped out without thoughtโas far as Mia recalled, Felix was not only emotionally clueless but also intellectually puzzling, along with being impulsive and hardly patient or discreet.
"Mia, the old meโthat was wisdom disguised as simplicity, not stupidity."
Felix enunciated every word, his thin lips almost brushing Miaโs, "If I hadnโt patiently followed you, how could I have discovered your whereabouts?"
"Felix, can you return my documents first? We can negotiate everything else..." Mia tentatively suggested, her fingers softly tracing Felixโs chest, hoping to distract him with beauty so she could retrieve her documents.
