Chapter 271

The shop owner looked at me, hoping I could help him discuss the free model situation. The key was that I dared not speak; Reynaldo already disliked me and hated hearing my voice. Suggesting he provide free models would have been fatal. He wasn't the same as before; in the past, I would have readily helped.

“What were you talking about? Hmm?”

Seeing our silence, Reynaldo asked again, his eyes faintly warning. I pursed my lips and remained silent.

The shop owner, having no choice, smiled at Reynaldo. “Well, I just think you are handsome and extraordinary, with a perfect figure, like a walking clothes hanger. So I thought about taking a picture of you to hang in our shop, to attract customers.”

Reynaldo’s aura was powerful; even standing casually, his presence felt oppressive. The shop owner’s voice lowered, lacking confidence. Little did he know, Reynaldo simply said,

“Sure.”

I looked at him in shock. When had this man become so easy to talk to? Yet he remained consistently kind to everyone but me, always fierce and difficult towards me.

The shop owner was overjoyed. “Thank you so much, you are really too kind.” He then looked at me. “You are really something. Your boss is so easy to talk to, yet you still say his temper is extremely bad.”

I was dumbfounded. How could this be? I had only offered a friendly reminder.

Trying to please Reynaldo wasn't as easy as it seemed.

I felt a cold gaze fall on me. I hung my head, not daring to meet his eyes.

“Ah!” A light laugh sounded. He said meaningfully, “My temper… is extremely bad?”

I hung my head, pursed my lips, and remained silent. Reynaldo snorted coldly. “Even though I have a bad temper, I didn’t do anything to you, don’t you know how to be grateful?”

What did I do to him? Did he forget how he tortured me in bed? Ah, forget it! He was the CEO, and I was just a secretary; arguing would only cause trouble.

Reynaldo snorted again, his anger palpable. The shop owner stood awkwardly to the side, smiling.

“Actually,” he said, “she didn’t say many bad things about you. Furthermore, since you want to be friends with her, don’t be so serious; don’t bring your work demeanor here, otherwise she will be scared.”

“Hey, don’t talk nonsense. He is just my immediate boss! It’s okay if you ruin my reputation, but don’t ruin the reputation of my immediate boss,” I glared angrily at the shop owner. I’d never seen such a talkative shopkeeper. Oh, really!

Surprisingly, Reynaldo didn't get angry; the gloom on his face even lessened. He asked the shop owner, “Do you still want to take photos?”

“The boss nodded repeatedly and pointed to a spot with a better background, saying, ‘Could you please stand there?’”

Reynaldo silently went over.