Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Richard had seen Hazel's photo, but she was much more beautiful when he actually saw her in person. The most noticeable thing was that she was so vivid, he could recognize her in a glance.

Richard quickly drove away from the thoughts in his mind, he had to remember that she was a bad person and he liked Susan. He was there to help Susan teach her a lesson. After taking a moment to gather his thoughts, he sat down across from Hazel.

Hazel was studying and did not notice who sat down. Richard waited, hoping that Hazel would look up, but she was preoccupied with her book and didn't even glance at him.

Richard decided to cough to get her attention, but she still did not raise her head. He suddenly became irritated, he coughed twice and increased the volume.

After the second cough, Hazel finally looked at him and did everyone else who was around. He still looked depressed.

Hazel frowned, pointing at the sign that said no shouting.

Richard suddenly became embarrassed. He took a deep breath and whispered, "Hazel, I am here to find you..."

A strange expression appeared on Hazel's face, she felt uncomfortable when she realized that he was the man from Summer's photo. If he could track her to the library, then she couldn't stay there any longer.

Hazel packed up her books and quickly walked out of the library. Richard smiled and followed her.

"Hazel," Richard yelled as he stepped out in front of her, he put out his hand to shake hers, "Nice to meet you, my name is Richard Hamilton…"

Hazel ignored him, she was not interested in talking to him, but she ended up asking, "Why are you looking for me?"

Richard Hamilton took back his hand, and he hurried to keep up. "Since I saw you yesterday..."

"Yesterday?" Hazel stopped and asked calmly. "What time?"

Richard was stunned, she didn't react as most people would. He just had to pretend to have seen her, then say he was attracted to her.

"About 10:30 in the morning..." he said with guilt.

"10:30? Where?" Hazel lifted her eyebrows, questioning him.

Richard thought about it, and he continued to lie, "... at the ribbon-cutting

ceremony of Joshua-Hazel Pictures."

Hazel looked at him with a smile. "At 10:30 yesterday, the ribbon-cutting ceremony had long ended, and people were gone. How can I not remember seeing you?"

He was caught lying, and his face became red. "Yes, when you left, I saw you..."

"But at half-past ten, I didn't leave, and I was not in the square of the ribbon-cutting ceremony." Hazel continued to expose his lies. "Are you looking at the wrong person?"

"No, I definitely haven't found the wrong person!" Richard said anxiously. "I may not have remembered the right time, but I really saw you yesterday! I wanted to talk to you at the time, but I didn't have a chance, so I come here today. Because I..."

Looking at Hazel's fascinating gaze, Richard couldn't say anything.

He initially thought that the matter would be straightforward. He was so handsome and so rich. He felt that as long as the rose was sent, he went shopping with Hazel and he bought jewelry for her, that he could have her won over in about three days.

But the situation was a bit different from what he had planned. When she returned the flowers, he had failed, and he was being questioned with her simple words.

Richard suddenly realized that Hazel was not as easy to deal with as he thought. He was too naive before.

"I want to be friends with you!" Richard said in a deep voice. He could only take a step back and try a different approach, if he tried to chase her, he knew she would reject him.

Hazel looked at him unexpectedly. She calmly shook her head and said, "No, I don't want to be friends with you. We are not compatible."

"Why?" Richard asked without thinking. How could he accept that he was being rejected by her?

"Because your purpose is not pure," Hazel said in a deep voice. If Richard were more understanding, he would have known what she meant.

Richard was anxious and could not help but be a little surprised. Did Hazel see something in him? No, how would that be possible? He hadn't even said that much to her.

Could it be that Hazel was suggesting he was too straightforward? Maybe, that was what she had meant, he was regretting what he had said.

"Hazel, you seemed to have misunderstood me," Richard said. "It is almost noon, can I ask you to have a meal? Let's talk about it?"

"Sorry, I have a friend." Hazel is somewhat impatient. How can this Richard man still not give up? Were her words so hard to understand?

Richard was upset, he was begging Hazel, she dared not agree.

"Who is he?" Richard said with dissatisfaction, "Hazel, can't I compare with your friend?"

Hazel was stunned. She finally understood why Richard was a friend of Susan, they were two despicable people. Their ultra-low emotional intelligence was exactly the same.

She was trying to speak, but she heard someone preemptively saying, "What do you think you are doing? Can you compare with Hazel's friend?"

Richard was furious, and he was ready to fight, but he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw who it was. "Isaac Anderson? Why are you here?"

Isaac sneered and placed his arm around Hazel's shoulder. "The person she is meeting at noon is me. Do you have something to say about it?"

Richard was shocked and could not speak. How could Hazel know Isaac? He knew Isaac, but it was through his relationship with Susan. Furthermore, although they are multinational groups, they could not be compared to the Denmark Group.

Richard did not think that he was worse than Isaac, but he definitely did not feel stronger than him. However, if all of Hazel's friends were at the same level as Isaac, wasn't he making a fool of himself by looking down on her before?

"Hand!" Hazel looked at Isaac unhappily.

Isaac regrettably moved his arm from around her. "Hazel, you don't have to be so ruthless..."

"What are you doing? I don't recall having a date with you." Hazel did not hesitate to dismantle his lies.

"I heard that someone sent you flowers, so I ran to get the details," Isaac looked Richard up and down. He couldn't but say. "How is it that your taste is getting worse??"

"Isaac, you..." Richard looked at him with anger, but his family repeatedly told him not to offend Isaac, so he could only stand there and listen to his insults.

"Okay, don't go too far," Hazel said. "I said two words to him."