My Repentant Brothers (Madeline Larson)

Madeline didn't do any professional work...

Every day, she was just loafing on the job.

The moment Matilda returned to the office. Steven instructed her to delete all the photos and videos of Madeline from the previous night.

She had just finished doing that.

That matter would no longer have any impact on Madeline.

However, after further investigation, she understood Madeline's situation. Madeline's family spoiled their adopted daughter while bullying their biological daughter. It was unbelievable and incomprehensible.

By the end of the afternoon, everyone had finished their tasks.

It was time to get off work.

When Madeline noticed that someone was talking to Steven, she looked at him eagerly, wondering if she needed to wait for

nim.

him.

group

As the minutes."

of executives headed toward the exit, Steven turned in her direction and said, "We'll talk at home. Wait for ten

Madeline nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay"

She put away the self-reflection report and decided to hand it over to Steven ten minutes later.

The other executives were perplexed after hearing their conversation.

Their

gazes couldn't help but shift toward the seemingly young secretary.

Since when did Mr. Wagner hire a secretary? She appeared to be a lovely young lady. And she will be going home with Mr. Wagner?" they wondered.

Everyone remained silent in tacit agreement while speculating on Madeline's identity.

Steven turned to face Madeline, who was looking down. He thought she was cute with her sideburn slithering down her cheek.

Withdrawing his gaze, he strode toward the conference room.

Meanwhile, everyone in the secretary department

heard Stevens words.

Selena was shocked. 'Brianna, did you hear what Mr. Wagner said just now?"

Brianna was filled with jealousy. "He said he is going home with Madeline!"

Selena could not believe it. She came from a wealthy family, had a good education, and had been with the company for over two years, but she had never seen a woman around Steven.

"Are they living together? How is that possible?" she commented inwardly.

"Is that country bumpkin living with Mr. Wagner?" Selena's complexion paled, "How is that even possible? I would not say

anything if she were the heiress of the capital's wealthiest family or a top-tier celebrity. Madeline clearly does not deserve to be with Mr. Wagner!"

Brianna also frowned. "Who knows? She seems to have numerous tactics and tricks. She might just be good at acting pitiful in front of men. Mr. Wagner is a man too. He is probably just playing around with her. After all, the Wagner family is a prestigious family. They will never accept girls from low-income families like Madeline." Her ar

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s were crossed, and her gaze was cold.

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had no choice but to wait and see how Madeline was dumped.

Despite what she said, she was extremely jealous deep down.

Given Steven's reputation for celibacy, even becoming his mistress would be a fantastic situation.

At the same time, Madeline waited obediently in the office.

Although some were envious and resentful of her, no one dared enter the CEO's office and cause a commotion.

Ten minutes later, Brandon came to call Madeline downstairs. He also had a briefcase in his hand. "Ms. Larson, let's go. The car is waiting downstairs."

Hearing that, Made

followed along.

Brandon lowered his head while replying to a message on his phone.

Other people in the office were looking at Madeline with envy.

Madeline took a deep breath and kept her cool. There was nothing between Steven and her.

She was not afraid of others gossiping about her.

A low-

MPV was waiting downstairs.

w-profile MPV

Madeline pursed d her lips and suggested, "Perhaps you should go back first? I will take a taxi home instead."

She felt a little awkward.

After a all, there were a lot of people looking at them at the entrance.

Everyone immediately recognized Steven's car. The license plate's first three digits were eight.

"Mr. Wagner specifically waited for you. You are going in the same direction anyway because you are living together. There is no need to be so polite," Brandon said as he approached the car and opened the door. car was spacious, but Steven's tall figure made it seem small.

The

He sat with his long legs crossed and a laptop on his lap. He was looking down, and the laptop's dim light illuminated his

eyes.

His features were as flawless as a sculpture. His eyes were mesmerizing.

Beneath his long eyelashes, his eyes were icy and reflected the contents on the laptop screen,

He was exuding a cold aura.

Rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, Madeline got into the car obediently.

Nevertheless, she kept her distance from Steven.

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She buckled her seatbelt, cmssed her hands on her knees, and sai like an elementary school student.

She averted her gaze to look out the window and noticed many people whispering and pointing at her. Madeline forced a stiff smile before looking ahead again.

Suddenly, a faint clicking sound could be heard as Steven closed his laptop.

he ordered.

"Read it out," he

Madeline was stunned. "What?"

She quickly realized what he meant and took out her self-reflection report.

However, there was a driver in the car, and Brandon was in the front passenger seat.

She couldn't help but feel a bit awkward.

At that moment, the car began to move.

A partition came down between the front and back seats, dividing the space.

Now, only Steven could hear her voice.

Nonetheless, in the enclosed space, Madeline felt even more embarrassed.

"Good

day, Mr. Wagner, my esteemed CEO. You entrusted me, newcomer, with an important translation task yesterday I was pleasantly surprised..." voice was soft and gentle.

Madeline's

Although she had a cold personality, she was still a young lady with a sweet voice.

Steven leaned against his seat. Originally, he was looking ahead, but eventually, he closed his eyes

He felt a bit drowsy.

Her voice was pleasant to listen to, like a kitten meowing cutely

Because of her clear enunciation, he could clearly hear every word she said.

Steven's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

self-reflection report.

Calmly, he just listened as tlistened as she read heben Madeline finished reading her self-reflection report, not much time had passed.

The car was not moving very quickly.

Secretly, she glanced at Steven and noticed that he appeared to be sleeping.

Her gaze fell on his face. He truly deserved his title of the most Handsome man.

Then, she averted her gaze and looked out of the window.

She could not help but feel that her reading voice was particularly good at lulling people to sleep.

But then she remembered what Isabelle had told her about the previous evening, and she was startled.

The previous night, he had rescued her in the middle of the night and remained by her side until dawn. He left after that and showed up at work very early. M. Chapter 31

"He must be exhausted, right?" she mused.

The air conditioning in the backseat was a bit cold.

Madeline

Made touched her arm and wanted to ask Brandon to raise the temperature, but she hesitated because she did not want to disturb Steven's sleep. While she was hesitating, she noticed that he seemed to be feeling cold as well.

Fortunately, there were blankets in the back seat.

She took one out and saw that it was a gray wool blanket. She looked around and found a cute, yellow blanket as well. The yellow blanket had a cute

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little duck pattern on it.

dit belong to Steven's rumored secret wife? Or his girlfriend?" she thought.

Despite the fact that no evidence of of those rumors had ever been discovered, they continued to circulate.

Madeline took the gray wool blanket and unfastened her seatbelt, slowly moving closer to Steven.

She carefully covered his body with the blanket.

"After all, he had saved me last night. It should be completely normal for me to express my gratitude, right?" she reasoned inwardly,

Thinking of that, she stared at Steven's tie. She did not dare to look at his face.

After covering him with the blanket, Madeline returned to her seat, feeling relieved.

Screech!

Screech!

Just then, the car abruptly came to a stop.

Madeline let out a soft cry as she bumped into Steven's chest, her hands bracing against his thigh.

She got chills down her spine and frowned in frustration, thinking she was doomed.

She immediately regretted covering him with a blanket.

He would not die from the cold anyway.