My Flawless Lady Boss

Chapter 2 - Compensation

I walked slowly toward her and pointed at the nasty scars on my chest as I growled, "Do you see these? These are the scars that I received in prison when the warden stuck his cigarettes into my flesh!"

Wendy stared dazedly at my chest. When she saw the numerous ugly scars, her expression became more sympathetic.

She quickly moved to the side and whipped out her phone as she started calling her family to verify what I had told her. Soon enough, she was engaged in a vicious argument with them as she fumed in anger.

Once she ended the call, she hesitated for a bit before finally looking at me and biting her lip as she said, "I'm sorry. At the time, my family lied to me and said you were fine. I didn't know that you went to prison…"

Having said that, she bowed down and declared sincerely, "As for all that you've faced in the past three years, including the physical injuries and… emotional suffering, I'm willing to compensate you for them!"

"Compensate me? How do you plan on making it up to me?" I sneered.

This time, Wendy did not bring up money again. "You can tell me what you want. As long as it is within my means, then I will get it done."

I did not answer her. Instead, I gave a scornful laugh as I approached her. Soon enough, she was backed into a wall as I caged her in with my hands against the wall. I stared at her beautiful face up close.

"What, what are you doing. Don't come near me…"

Wendy was breathing anxiously, and her breath hit me right in the face. She was undoubtedly the most gorgeous and voluptuous woman that I had ever seen.

Right at that moment, I felt the urge to take my revenge by claiming her body. I wanted to make her suffer in order to pay me back for the grievances that I had to face for the past three years.

"You said that as long as it is within your means, then you'll do anything I ask?" I sneered once more.

Wendy stiffened and nodded slightly.

"Okay then. Lean against the wall and stay in this position for half an hour, and this matter can be settled!"

"What are you going to do?" Wendy asked in shock as her face turned red.

"Miss Lawrence, why are you asking if you already know what I want?" I chuckled and continued, "Isn't it obvious that I want to have some fun with you? Trust me, you'll find it very pleasurable as well."

Wendy's face turned white, but her murderous gaze was now filled with hatred and contempt for me. "In your dreams!"

I laughed at her response. "You're the one who said that you'll do anything. Miss Lawrence. I don't want money, so you'll just have to lean against the wall for half an hour instead."

Wendy gave a cold snort, but I moved my knee between her legs and scared her half to death. Immediately, she tried to call for help, but I silenced her by pressing my lips onto hers. Ignoring her murderous gaze, I hungrily sucked on her luscious lips.

Once I was done with the kiss, I removed my hands from the wall and took a few steps back. As I was buttoning up my shirt, I glanced at Wendy, who was breathing heavily and looking like she had just escaped from the devil himself.

"Since you're not willing to lean against the wall for me, then you can start repaying me with a kiss first."

"You…" Wendy was furious and her face was once again red with anger.

"Get out!" She turned and pointed to the door as she commanded, "You're fired. A scoundrel like you does not deserve to work for us."

I smiled and said, "Miss Lawrence, I haven't even settled my score with you. You can't fire me yet."

As I turned to leave, I threw back at her sarcastically, "Miss Lawrence, you're a really lousy kisser. You've made my mouth all sore!"

I could hear her raging screams as I opened the door and walked off. I went to the stairwell and lit a cigarette as I pondered my next move. To be honest, I did not care about offending Wendy at all. For the sake of her dignity, she had left me to rot in prison for three whole years. She should be grateful that I did not force myself on her right there and then. However, I knew that she would do all that she could to make life difficult for me. As I was smoking, I began to wonder if I should just ask her for money now and head off to start anew somewhere else.

Nevertheless, when I recalled the horrid life I had in prison, I knew I could not let her off the hook so easily. I gave a self-deprecating laugh—without me noticing it at all, I had become the kind of person that I used to despise.

Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification, and it turned out to be a message from my ex-girlfriend. 'Richard, I transferred ten thousand to your bank account. Use that money to take good care of yourself. I'm getting married.'

My phone slipped out of my hands as I buried my head in my knees…

After a while, I told myself, to hell with love, and I walked back into Wendy's office. I decided not to leave, but instead, I was going to stay in the company just to spite this woman!

I stood at Wendy's office door and calmed myself down before knocking. When I heard her say "enter", I opened the door and strode in.

Wendy was resting on the couch, and when she saw me enter her office, her beautiful face instantly turned icy. "Why are you still here?"

I suppressed my feelings and declared plainly, "Miss Lawrence, I'm here to report to you. From today onward, I will be your assistant."

Wendy frowned and said, "I told you that you've been let go."

"I'm sorry, but according to the employment contract that I signed, you can't dismiss me if I have not done anything that severely breaches the company's rules or caused the company serious damage."

"I will tell the human resource department to draw up a retrenchment notice and provide you with the appropriate compensation, so leave now."

"If you want to take things that far, Miss Lawrence, then fine. I will call for a meeting with the board of directors, or maybe I'll look for a few reporters, and tell them that three years ago, you were the reason why I was sent to prison, and now you're trying to fire me without cause."

"You…" Wendy stood up angrily.

I remained calm as I asked, "Am I not stating the truth?"

Wendy did not respond, but she stared at me coldly.

Finally, she asked, "What do you want from me?"

"I just want to do my job and earn money," I stated matter-of-factly.

"I can give you enough money to make up for all that you've lost in the past three years, but you have to leave this company." Wendy's tone had also gotten very calm.

This time, I was not angered by her mention of money. Instead, I went along with her words and grinned, "Sure, Miss Lawrence. If you give me 2.5 billion, then I'll disappear right this instant!"

"2.5 billion? You think too highly of yourself!" Wendy gave me a derisive look.

"What's the matter? Are you not worth 2.5 billion, Miss Lawrence?" I began mocking her as well. "If you auctioned off a night with you, then you might just get that sum of money."

"What on earth do you want?" Wendy was incensed, and even her breathing turned heavy.

"Why don't you spend the night with me?"

"In your dreams!" Wendy's face turned green.

"It seems like we can't come to an agreement then. I'll get back to work." I gave her a faint smile before turning around and saying, "Miss Lawrence, I just want to do my job properly. Don't bother trying to chase me out of the company. After all, I've nothing left to lose, so I'm not afraid of fighting you to the bitter end."

Having said that, I proceeded to walk out of her office.

The desk for the director's assistant was right outside Wendy's office. Wendy's current assistant probably had no idea that Wendy wanted to fire me. She was sorting out the documents and waiting to do a handover with me before moving to a different position.

I greeted her politely and started the handover process. My tasks mostly consisted of dealing with sales documents and organizing Wendy's work schedule. Soon enough, the original assistant bade goodbye to Wendy and left. Wendy did not keep her around, and she did not come looking for me either.

Not long after, a human resource manager called me in for a meeting and advised me to resign, but I adamantly refused. After trying several more times, his face turned sour as he stared at me in silence. Finally, he waved me off and did not attempt to retrench me. It was obvious that Wendy did not dare to go too far.

I returned to my desk and began to focus on familiarizing myself with my tasks. I memorized Wendy's work schedule and all the necessary details as I wanted to do a good job.

Throughout the entire day, the only time Wendy left her office was to go for lunch. When she passed by my desk, she did not even bother looking me in the eye. It seemed like she had accepted my presence, but was doing her best to ignore me still.

However, the other colleagues were far more interested in me. Some of them would linger around and walk by my desk to take a good look at me before whispering in hushed voices as they left.

When it was time to get off work, I left soon after Wendy. When I reached the parking lot, I saw a white Jaguar F-Type exiting the building. It passed by me, and I noticed Wendy giving me a blank stare from inside the car. She was indeed a wealthy woman.

I cursed under my breath, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw two men—one skinny and the other obese—appearing from the bushes beside the street. I did not recognize the skinny man, but as for the obese man…

It was the same middle-aged obese man that I had beaten up when he was trying to r**e Wendy.