President's Contract Wife

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Shehnaaz gave Isabelle a grateful look. Isabelle smiled faintly and said, "Go back to work."

Shehnaaz smiled and nodded before returning to her seat.

As soon as she sat down, Josie leaned over and said, "Shehnaaz, that new president seems to be very interested in you."

"Really?" Shehnaaz squinted at her.

"Yes. Rojin giggled and flirted just now. However, Mr. Duran didn't even look at her"

Speaking of Rojin, Josie looked scornful. That woman did not even look in the mirror. Was the Duran family something she could match?

"So?" Shehnaaz turned around and looked at her.

"So ... even if you stood there and didn't do anything, Mr. Duran did not only stare at you, but also spoke to you. It was like...."

Josie tilted her head and thought for a moment, "It's like ... he came here just to see you."

Hearing this, Shehnaaz chuckled, "You're overthinking it. At most, he heard rumours about me and came to see me."

"Is that so?" Josie frowned suspiciously.

"Alright, hurry back to work." Shehnaaz picked up a document on the table and stuffed it into Josie's arms.

After driving Josie back to work, Shehnaaz finally had some peace.

As she turned on the computer, Shehnaaz recalled the way the new president looked at her just now. It was ... with a hint of interest. direct

No wonder Josie thought too much. No one would stare at people like that the first time they met.

Shehnaaz made a weird face and did not think too much. She slid her mouse and went into her busy work.

With the promotion of the position, the workload also increased. Shehnaaz worked overtime for a while before she finished her work today.

It was getting late as she walked out of the company gate. She hurried down the stairs and was about to call Sidharth.

Suddenly, a red Lamborghini stopped in front of her, blocking her path.

Shehnaaz frowned and tried to bypass the car.

At this moment, the window slowly lowered and a familiar voice came out.

"Ms. Shehnaaz."

Shehnaaz paused and looked over. She saw that the new president of the company, Mr. Duran, was sitting in the car and smiling at her.

She looked up and respectfully said, "Mr. Duran."

"You just got off work?"

"Yes sir"

"Get in the car. I'll give you a ride."

Shehnaaz was stunned for a moment before declining politely, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Mr. Duran. I'll just take a taxi myself."

Jaxson did not force her, "Alright. Then, see you later."

With that, he stepped on the accelerator and left. Shehnaaz frowned and was confused as she watched the red Lamborghini join the flow of cars.

If she hadn't heard wrongly, the new president seemed to have said "see you later". Was he wrong?

Shehnaaz curled her lips. Regardless of whether he was wrong or not, it had nothing to do with her.