The CEO’s Pet Cat

The old man looked up and opened his eyes at Mia lying on the bed, shock leaping to the surface as he took in the pale face.

In fact, she had just seen Mia on the bed.

Just how did Mia get here?

Shouldn’t she be at work!

And why is her face so pale? Is it this man? Is it because of this man that Yui has become like this?

Asher coldly watched the old man’s reaction, a cruel smirk spread under his eyes as he coldly spat out, “Mia, look who’s in front of you, the old man! I’ve invited the mother of the dean you care most about to be my guest, how about that, you’re happy about that, do you want to know why she’s here?”

Asher raised his eyebrows, a cruel smile on his lips, but his words came out cold and harsh, “Let me tell you something, it’s all because of you! If you want her to die, you can stay in a coma!”

I don’t know if it was an illusion of the crowd, but just as Asher finished those words, Mia, who had been unconscious, moved her fingers slightly.

“I wouldn’t mind if you’d let the Dean who raised you drive you to your death.” With a heartbeat, Asher’s icy voice continued, the sneer irritating the old man’s tear ducts and more so the nerves of the woman lying on the bed.

No … don’t …

How could she get Dean’s mother killed when she’s the one she relies on right now!

Finally, Mia, lying quietly on the bed, her tightly closed eyes opened and closed for a moment, but it was only a moment, but it was still caught in Asher’s stern eyes.

A light flashed in his bemused eyes, Asher’s joy not showing as he looked coldly at the responsive woman lying on the bed, he pushed the older man forward so that her vicarious cheek was pressed against Mia’s pale, paper-like face.

The cruel voice rang out again, “Woman, this is your Mother Superior, you can feel it, can’t you? I know you’re awake now, if you don’t open your eyes again I will make sure Dean suffers inhuman torture, try it if you don’t believe me!”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he saw the light as a feather eyelashes twitch a few more times quickly, this time even more so as his knuckles twitched a few times as well.

Don’t …

Don’t treat Dean like that!

Dean’s mom can’t … not suffer collateral damage because of her …

Asher looked calmly at Mia’s soon-to-be-awakened face, his voice still cold, “You should know what kind of person I am, and I can tell you very clearly that Dean was brought down by you, so you better wake up!”

Is that so?

Dean’s mom was really dragged into this by her …

In that case, she shouldn’t wake up so she doesn’t have to see that humiliating scene of Dean’s mom either, yeah, don’t wake up …

A tear, slowly sliding down the white face, the slightly trembling fingers slowly stopped, and even the eyelashes that opened and closed stopped trembling almost at the same time.

The face that had just regained a bit of life turned dead again, and Mia fell back into a drowsy sleep.

Looking at Mia, who hadn’t moved any more on the bed, Asher’s face instantly clouded horribly, and an icy glint flooded the bottom of his eyes.

The men in suits standing behind the old man immediately took her into custody again, and no matter how fiercely she resisted, she couldn’t break free of the two men’s hold.

Asher, of course, knew what she wanted to do, and his long legs stepped directly onto the soft bed, which instantly sunk into the bed, and his long arms picked up the soft body lying on the bed, leaned down, put his mouth to Mia’s ear, and said word by word: “Wake up! Don’t think you’ll be okay if you stay asleep, I’ll not only torture the director, but also implicate everyone in the orphanage!

Asher laid down a dose, knowing deep in her heart how much she really loved those kids.

Eyes pointedly watching the sagging arm move, Asher’s mouth quirked up and he set Mia down, pretending to leave.

Just as his slender body left the soft, large bed, Asher felt a tug on the back of his coat lapel.

Slowly, he turned back to see Mia with one slender arm across the sheet, firmly gripping the corner of his shirt, but her eyes were still tightly closed.

“Mia, if you want to see this woman die in front of you just keep lying there for me like that, and trust me, that outcome is not something you want to see.” Asher pursed up his thin lips and waited quietly.

Sure enough, the man on the bed began to react anew, and the reaction grew louder as a hoarse voice rang out in fear, “No … no … no!”

Mia, lying in bed, suddenly opened her eyes and jerked up from the bed, her small face pale and sweating profusely, and after a sweeping glance, her fearful gaze fell on the man standing at the head of the bed, and trembling, she reached out a hand to grasp the corner of his suit.

“No, you can’t do that.” A hint of panic hung more on her pale little face at this point, clutching the corner of Asher’s shirt in her hand as if doing so would stop Asher from finding trouble with the orphanage.

Seeing Mia finally come to her senses, Asher forced down that inexplicable surge inside him and straightened his arm, his cold, hard face adding a hint of lurid coldness as he reached out to break the fingers she was tugging on the corner of his shirt, one by one.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do what I say, as long as you wake up, I won’t make things difficult for those children, after all, they are still the flowers of the motherland aren’t they?” Asher gave a faint smile, but a lurid, morose aura filled the bottom of his eyes.

Mia twitched her lips as she looked at her broken fingers, just about to reach out and grab them again, her arm dropping weakly at his words, her troubled eyes widening as she asked in a small, husky voice, “Are you telling the truth?”

She hadn’t forgotten about Haru.

Asher’s face, which had managed to ease up, instantly returned to that expressionless look at her slightly skeptical question, his voice icy, “I told you not to question my words.”

Looking next to Dean, who was being escorted by the man but looking at her with a worried expression, Mia’s face turned instantly pale and bloodless.

Looks like the last thing she wanted Dean to see had happened!

Mia’s face was pale, her head hanging low as she stared at the sheets beneath her, the fingers that supported her body on the bed clutching the sheets, leaving deep folds as bruised and broken as her mind had been.

Looking at the small head that hung slightly low, Asher reached out his arm and cupped her chin precisely through those long strands of hair, their eyes locked in the air, “I wouldn’t give those people a hard time if you were at peace around me, but …”

Cold eyes erupted with an unnervingly morose gaze, Asher’s eyes went straight to the bottom of Mia’s, “If I find out again like I did these past few days, I won’t spare you that easily again, got it? My dear pet.”

That last statement was certainly a reminder to Mia of who she was and a clear and unmistakable message to Dean of who she was now.

Turning her head quickly, at the sight of Dean’s incredulous gaze, Mia felt as humiliated as if she’d been stripped of all her clothes and left for others to watch.

A scene of the two of them doing intense exercises in bed in the past actually came back to her mind, and Mia’s eyes couldn’t help but fill with tears of humiliation, and her eyes finally couldn’t restrain the tears from pouring down when they touched the disbelieving and seemingly implicitly disappointed expression of the disheveled Dean not far away.

Asher, who had cupped her pointed chin, couldn’t help but draw back his palm at the sight of her sliding tears dripping onto his palm, and his calm, cold eyes couldn’t help but become irritated, even as the heart in his chest fluttered slightly at her sudden tears.

As if trying to shake off the feeling of irritation in his heart, Asher shook his palm, which had two tears falling on it, as hard as he could.

Looking at his disgusted look, Mia hurriedly sniffled, but a huge feeling of loss rose in her heart, did he hate herself that much?

With that, she immediately hung her head and cursed herself.

Mia, it’s nothing. Didn’t you already know what kind of man Asher is? How dare you have expectations from him!

Think of Xiao Qing, think of the orphanage, and then think of the director who raised you up right in front of you!

Sitting on the bed, Mia gently closed her eyes and quickly adjusted herself mentally, silently telling herself: from this day on, you have to hate this man, Mia, you have to hate him, it was he who took an innocent little life.

When she opened her eyes again, there was nothing but coldness and detachment under them, tears still on her face, cold eyes looking straight into Asher’s cold face, her voice bland, “Please let Dean go.”

Asher of course noticed the change in her mood, but didn’t expect her to adjust so quickly, a bright light flashed under his deep eyes, he turned around and looked condescendingly at the pale Mia sitting on the bed, and said with a sarcastic tone, “Who do you think you are to make terms with me now?”

Indifferent eyes looked to her with a cold expression, and the room fell into silence as the eyes just crossed in the air.

Knowing full well that the situation was extremely bad for her, Mia wisely took the lead and averted her eyes, lowering her brow to keep him from seeing the rapid transformation of emotions in her eyes, “I’ll promise you anything if you’ll let Dean go.”

It had become, it seemed, her last capital, and Mia knew how Dean would react, so she didn’t even dare to look at him.

Asher’s mouth curled slightly as a hand gently caressed Mia’s pale face, the warmth coming from his palm making Mia look up.

The tenderness that rose at first made her heart twitch, though, she understood that this tenderness was only his disguise, that all he wanted to see was her complete submission.