Chapter 92 - Third Brother’s Compensation

Chapter 92: Chapter 90: Third Brother’s Compensation He has countless ways to make her appear voluntarily. If that’s the case, she might as well play along, follow his will, and listen to him.

So, holding the documents, she headed to the Owen Clan Group!

At the entrance of Liam Spencer’s office, hearing his familiar voice, she took a deep breath and pushed the door open, seeing him discussing work with a middle-aged man.

In front of the desk, Liam saw the girl arrive, immediately dismissed his subordinate, and looked at Maya Spencer with a scheming smile.

Only after the subordinate left the office did he slightly curl his lips and say, "Should I congratulate you? Not only did your mother get buried in the cemetery, but you also earned grandfather’s approval."

Listening to the man’s sarcastic words, Maya pouted and humbly said, "It’s all because of you, third brother. If it weren’t for you, how would grandfather have acknowledged me!"

Even though Maya was extremely averse to and disgusted by the man in front of her, to continue surviving in the Spencer family, she had to yield and say what he liked to hear.

She called this enduring humiliation for a greater purpose, believing that one day, she would rise like the king of Yue, win a great battle, and repay all the humiliation she had suffered.

Looking at the girl’s playful expression, Liam’s lips unusually formed a bright smile. He clasped his hands together, turned his chair, sat sideways, and looked at Maya with ill intentions as he smiled.

Maya couldn’t be more aware of the man’s gaze,

At this moment, Maya felt every step she took was like walking on thin ice. She took a deep breath, placed the documents on his desk, and said, "Third brother, here’s the revised plan."

"Plan? Can you even understand it?"

"I can’t!" She was candid to avoid him grasping any weaknesses.

Looking at the girl’s honest expression, Liam furrowed his brows, bit his lower lip, raised his right hand, and beckoned her to come closer with a finger gesture.

Watching the man’s gesture, Maya almost stopped breathing,

She swallowed hard and cautiously approached him, standing motionless.

The man looked at her naive demeanor, frowned, stared into her eyes, and asked, "Don’t you know why I called you here?"

"Third brother, Maya really doesn’t know."

"I invited you to sit!" the man said indifferently.

Listening to the man’s intent, even the dullest listener could hear it. He beckoned her with his finger and deliberately tilted the chair; it was a clear invitation for her to sit on his lap! This manipulative man, suppressing his true feelings, was seducing her to take initiative.

Although Maya wanted nothing more than to grab the water cup on his desk and throw the hot tea in his face to ruin his hypocritical facade, instead, she extended her left hand and picked up the documents on the desk, saying.

"Third brother, please review the proposal."

"Maya, you’re beginning to resemble the Spencers more and more."

Maya didn’t respond, holding the proposal respectfully with both hands, asking him to review it. She thought to herself, if a storm is coming, let it come quickly, so she could face it and be freed sooner.

Watching her keeping silent, the man raised his right hand, pinched her chin, scrutinized her carefully, and commented, "The Spencers have made you thin."

"No, I’ve been busy with the proposal."

"So you’re saying I made you thin?"

"No, being thinner looks better." She quickly changed the topic, fearing he would be displeased.

Liam looked at her panicked expression, supported her waist with his left hand, pushed her closer so that she was almost touching his lips. Then, he took a deep breath, savoring her scent.

Yes! It was this unique scent that haunted his dreams, appearing in every night’s reverie.

If he weren’t afraid of being ensnared in gentleness, he would truly want to keep her by his side to be adored day and night.

It had been only a week since he last saw this little face, but he was so infatuated that he couldn’t get enough of her. His large hand caressed her cheeks, nose, and eyes, thinking, how could she be so beautiful? Why couldn’t he take his eyes off her?

He looked at her slightly nervous brows, pinched her nose, and said, "Maya, smile for your third brother."

"Ah?" Maya was bewildered, her mouth forming an ’O.’

In this scene, with such feelings, she could barely hold back tears, let alone smile. She wished she could ask him, how was she supposed to smile sitting on hated one’s lap?

"Ah what? Your third brother asked you to smile."

Liam’s expression was calm, just like in their most harmonious times. Maya couldn’t understand how this man could remain so calm. Didn’t it feel awkward seeing her? Didn’t he think about the same blood running through their veins?

She gazed into the man’s eyes, slightly pouted, and explained with a hint of coquettishness, "Third brother, it’s too sudden. I can’t smile."

The man, captivated by her furrowed brows and pouty lips, couldn’t help but swallow, biting down on her lips immediately.

He did it with a bit of mischief, so he bit Maya painfully. Reflexively, she pushed him away, covered her lips, furrowed her brow, and complained, "You bit me painfully."

Listening to her delicate complaint made his scalp tingle; it was this voice he longed for.

So, with his right hand, he held the back of her head, pressing her lips against his for a deep, passionate kiss.

He kissed her with the usual skill. At the same time, he wondered how much longer it would take before he tired of her, to stop craving her scent.

For Liam, nothing was more important than work; women were dispensable.

Only recently, the woman before him had piqued his interest, making him somewhat infatuated, craving her body.

When Maya was out of breath, he finally released her,

Listening to the man’s teasing words, Maya felt both embarrassed and angry. She guessed right; he just wanted her to deliver the documents.

She took a deep breath, gripping the documents tightly in both hands, pressing them against his chest, pouted, and coyly said, "No more! I’ve come to report on work today."

Maya knew that men almost universally liked coquettishness, so she wasn’t stingy with her coquettish skills.

"Report work? You can’t even understand the plan, how do you report?" He pinched her chin, looking at her earnestly and asked.

"I can try to report, can’t I? Third brother." Maya called him "third brother" sweetly, every time.

Although grandfather had already agreed to let her mother be buried in the Spencer family cemetery, it was still in preparation and hadn’t been finalized. Therefore, she had to keep Liam pleased and not turn against him. She must maintain such a relationship at least until her mother was buried. Otherwise, if Liam turned against her, her mother’s burial would be postponed.