Bossy President You Are So Bad

Chapter 14 A Rogue

Kelvin took a blanket to cover Becca.

Becca was shocked.

Her posture will make people misunderstand that she was licking and sucking his genitals She felt

uncomfortable and tried sitting up but Kelvin pressed her head to stop her movement.

"Don't move!" Kelvin held back his impulse and took a deep breath.

Bill went out of the car to make small talk with John.

John, who at home always condescended to others, suddenly became humble and polite. Finally, he

came to Kelvin.

Kelvin lowered the window a little bit, just enough for him to show half of his face. His eyes were

impassive.

"I don’t know that Mr. Lewis is coming. I have no preparation to welcome you. Please forgive me." John

flattered, "What can I do for you?" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

John talking with Kelvin, Albert felt a bit strange. He peered into the car, and glimpsed a fair-skinned

leg under the blanket.

When he was about to see clearly, he saw Kelvin's sharp eyes. Albert was scared so that he lowered

his head and, dared not look directly again.

"I heard that there is a young lady in Garcia Family, who is studying design. We are going to attend the

Milan Fashion Festival next season. I want to see if she is interested." Kelvin said.

But he felt that Becca bit his thigh, but did not have any change in his face, giving her waist a pinch.

"Yes. Yes." John, nodding like a chicken pecking rice, hurriedly beckoned to the back. Laura got off the

car.

"This is my daughter Laura. She studies clothing design. Although she has not graduated, she has won

a lot of prizes. If she can get your appreciation, she will live up to your expectation."

Becca was covered by the blanket, giving a sneer.

‘Laura can’t be called a designer. I have won more awards than her, but the people of the Garcia family

ignore the fact, only feeling Laura is the best.’

"Laura?" Kelvin raised his brows.

Laura heard her name, felt nervous and stepped forward, with her sweetest smile.

"Mr. Lewis." She said artificially.

But Kelvin did not glance at her at all, but rolled up the window of the car to stop talking.

John and Laura looked at each other, did not know what the gentleman meant. Bill went up and bade

farewell to them.

"Mr. Garcia and Miss Garcia, please forgive. Mr. Lewis still has something to deal with. I will send

someone to deliver the invitation in a few days. Please wait."

"Okay." John laughed so that his mouth could not be closed.

Bill got on, started the car and drove away.

Albert saw the car gradually going away, and felt there was something wrong, but could not say what

was not right

The car drove a long distance away. Finally Becca felt relieved. She moved away Kelvin’s hand that put

on her head, and straightened her body up.

"You’re a rogue!" Her face flushed, and she didn't know if it was because she was suffocated or

something.

"Am I?" Kelvin asked.

Becca gritted her teeth, turned her head and stopped talking to him.

He was taking advantage of her, but she could not resist.

Seeing her ignore him, Kelvin changed the topic,

"Do you want to go?" He asked.

Becca wondered, "Where?"

"Milan Fashion Festival."

It was good for him not to mention it. Hearing this, Becca felt angry, "You just give the other Miss

Garcia an invitation, don’t you? You inform her of this. How respectable she is!"

Now the Garcia family would be joyful about the news, especially Maria. When thinking about her

abominable look, her head ached.

"Are you jealous?"

"Why should I be jealous? I just feel unfair. Laura has mimicked me since she was a child. I learned

painting then she will also take drawing lessons, Later I studied design, then she will followed. It seems

that her lifelong mission is to defeat me.

And she always pretended to be aggrieved. She was not qualified for the Milan Fashion Festival.

Besides, if Laura goes, and I go too, Albert must think I am going to upstage her, and feel that I am

unreasonable. " Becca said angrily.

‘Every time such things happen. As long as I compete in any competition, Laura always tells others

earlier than I. So even if I win the prize, it turns that I am jealous.’

Kelvin frowned, whose eyes flashed a little coldness.

"Do you care much about Albert?"