Chapter 434: What the Hell Are You Doing?

Jennet quickly dodged. She went to get a mop, and began to clean up the stains of soybean milk.

Elaine was holding the newspaper which Jennet had been reading. Her hands trembled and her mind
rumbled.

Lucas!

What the hell are you doing?

...

Lucas checked into a hotel with this female celebrity called Avery Woods?

They stayed overnight together?

Was this true?

Yesterday ... she saw how jealous Lucas was. How could he ... sleep with another woman last night?

What's wrong with all men in this world? Were they animals that just couldn't control their desires?

Couldn't they think of anything else other than this?

They had mistresses! They had affairs with female celebrities!

'Lucas, how could you do this to Hazel?'

"Are they ... really over?"

Elaine blinked dazedly.



It was already so bad that she and Emmett didn't get along well. Why couldn't things go well between
Lucas and Hazel?

Anyway, Hazel could take the police officer as another option. But she had nothing.

Oh, right, she had one too. That was Mark.

Speak of the devil....

"What are you thinking about? You seem so serious."

A pleasant and gentle voice came from above, which startled Elaine and gave her a shiver. Then she
looked up.

"You dumb girl. I haven't seen you these days. You are still well-behaved. So adorable."

Franklin was still easy-going. He reached out, trying to rub Elaine's hair, but Mark forestalled him. He
touched Elaine's head first and rubbed it protectively and symbolically.

Franklin raised his eyebrows as if he had discovered a new continent. He looked at Mark's hand and
then at his eyes.

Mark maintained a graceful smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"Oh, is that so? Mark, you actually ... made a move?"

Feeling embarrassed, Franklin teased awkwardly and then turned to look at Patrick.

Patrick shrugged his shoulders, "Well, it's time to make a move. Mark has been waiting for too long."

Franklin was frustrated, "Then what should I do?"



"What should you do? Just do what you should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of
pink writing paper in your drawer. They can literally bury someone. Just choose one from them."

Michael smiled and patted Franklin on the shoulder.

Franklin gave a rueful grin, "But I don't even care about them."

Patrick and Michael shook their heads at the same time. "Then there's no other way. Mark is ahead of
you. He was acquainted with Elaine earlier than you, and his affection for her is deeper than yours. You
should stay back. There's no chance."

...

Franklin lamented and stamped his feet.

Elaine actually did not understand the words of these gifted scholars.

What on earth were they talking about? It was confusing.

A tender affection rose in Mark's heart as he saw the confused expression on Elaine's face. He walked
towards her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and said gently, "How about dining
with me this evening?"

"Ah? Dining with you?"

Elaine felt embarrassed. What was her relationship to Mark? How could she dine with him? It must be
awkward and strange.

"I don't think so."

"It's alright. Come with me please. There won't be any strangers. They are all my friends. Everyone has
a female companion. If I go there alone, I will look like a miserable loner. Just accompany me and help



me gain some prestige."

Mark's lips almost touched Elaine's face when he was talking. The warmth of his breath embarrassed
her and made her entire body burning. She wanted to stay away but didn't know how to.

Unconsciously, she nodded, "Alright then."

After saying that, she stood up like a frightened deer, "Excuse me. I want to go back to the classroom
now. Bye-bye."

Then she ran away in panic, ignoring Jennet who was putting the mop aside.

Mark stared at Elaine's figure from behind with an unfathomable expression on his face.

Franklin leaned over and patted Mark on the shoulder, "Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of
you? You just sat down and she ran off."

Only then did Mark stop staring at her back and he cast a glance at the chair where she had just sat.
He murmured, "Is that so?"

Seeing Mark's facial expression, Patrick immediately hustled Franklin with his elbow and smiled
embarrassedly, "That's not true. Mark, don't believe Franklin's nonsense. Elaine is just shy. Mark, you
should try harder."

Mark sighed slightly, almost inaudibly, "She agreed ... Fortunately, she agreed to go to dinner."

He was really afraid of her rejection. If he was rejected by her, he would really be very sad.

Emmett couldn't do anything for a whole day. He had a bad temper and was easily angered.

He roared a couple of times in the morning, shattered three cups of water, smashed two fixed phones,
and frightened four executive staff.



...

"What happened today? The volcano erupted? It's scary. I don't even dare to go in and deliver tea.
What should I do?"

Sophia grinned, rubbed her hands, and wandered around the president's office.

It was breathless inside. Mr. Smith, who was naturally an unsympathetic man, had an exceedingly bad
temper today. One glimpse of his face was enough to make you frightened out of wits.

"I guess Mr. Smith is having some trouble with his sexual life, which leads to the disorder of his
androgen. That's why he is so easily agitated."

A male secretary muttered.

"Uh, that makes sense. Maybe he was punished by the woman, and stopped the intercourse halfway.
So he works off his grievances on us."

Another male secretary was gossiping.

Sophia went near them.

She hit each of them on the head.

"You're just talking nonsense! Our Mr. Smith never lacks women? Which woman dares to put on airs
with him?"

Emmett reluctantly read the documents on the desk for a while. But finally he couldn't hold on any
longer. He closed the documents and threw it out.

Bang!



Emmett tossed the documents into a corner, and got up abruptly. He stood in front of the French
window, lifted the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as he squinted at the
traffic below.

Elaine, and that Mark ... they were really annoying.

Emmett raised his eyebrows when his phone rang.

His bad temper today should probably be known to the general managers of the branch offices. No one
should dare to call him ... Then, could it be Elaine?

Thinking of that, Emmett got excited immediately. But when he reached for the phone, he began to
grouse.

"Damn it, damn Oliver! What are you calling for? Don't you think it's a waste of money?"

He let out a sigh of relief and reluctantly picked up the phone. He shouted angrily, "What is it? Long
story short!"

"Hey.... take it easy..."

Oliver grimaced before talking, "Uh, have you read the paper today? Lucas screwed a new actress!"

"I'm not his father. I don't care who he screwed. I'll hang up now!"

Emmett was definitely not in the mood to care about others. He was already busy with his own affairs.

Then, he continued with his longing for that silly troublesome girl...

...



If Emmett got angry, his bad temper could be rather abrupt and violent.

Oliver held onto the phone, his ears buzzing as he was stunned by Emmett's roar.

"My goodness. What's wrong with him? Is he crazy? I'm scared to death."

Oliver was in a daze for a moment, then he continued to leaf through a pile of newspapers on the desk,
dripping with sweat.

Avery, the little innocent girl who had just made her debut, was taken by Lucas so quickly?

What was Lucas thinking? Didn't he care about Hazel?

Oliver took out his phone and called Lucas.

"Hello, this is Mr. Lee's number. He is in a meeting right now. If you have something urgent, you can tell
me first. I will pass it on to him."

A gentle female voice came from the phone, which gave Oliver an urge to smash his phone.

"I'm the president of JY Group, the best friend of Mr. Lee. Damn it. Tell him to call me back as soon as
possible. Crap!"

Oliver also shouted angrily. He hung up the phone and went to check those sneak shots. Then, he
began to rub his hair.

He knew Lucas very well. What happened to Lucas over the past few days fully showed that he cared
about Hazel a lot.

As his good friends, they all hoped that he could find real happiness. His love affairs not only tortured
him, but also troubled them.



But ... at this critical moment, why did this actress, Avery, show up?

It's hard to know what Hazel would react if she read these newspapers.

'Lucas, Lucas, if Hazel saw these photos, you probably would never be able to win her love.'

'You would regret!'

Bradley went out to buy some food, "What kind of rice ball does Hazel prefer? Let me see if there are
any rice balls that Hazel likes ..."

Bradley strolled around the breakfast stall, searching patiently.

Strangely enough, a masculine police officer like him who had caught criminals could be so patient with
sick people.

He discovered his hidden potential from Hazel.

"Gotcha. Rice balls! I want four rice balls, please! Hot ones, just out of the pot!"

Bradley was happy that he bought rice balls. When he was leaving for the hospital, his phone rang.


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