𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝟏: 𝐌𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐫 ✔

CHAPTER 38

Evangeline stood in the midst of her explanation to the manufacturing team in the conference room. Her gestures were fluid and purposeful, accentuating key points in her discourse on quality assurance for aerospace products.

"And that's why every component undergoes a battery of tests to ensure durability and reliability," she stated, her voice projecting authority as she glanced at the presentation slides behind her.

Several members of the team nodded in agreement, while others leaned forward, absorbed in her explanation.

"As you can see from these test results," Evangeline continued, pointing to a graph displayed on the screen, "our products consistently meet or exceed industry standards."

She moved seamlessly between discussing technical specifications and practical applications. Her explanations were clear and concise, yet comprehensive enough to engage everyone in the room.

"And let's not forget the importance of our quality control measures," she added, emphasizing the critical role each team member played in upholding the company's standards.

As Evangeline delved deeper into the discussion, her keen eye for detail caught a discrepancy in the production and control of raw materials, causing her to furrow her brow in frustration.

"I'm seeing inconsistencies in the quality reports for the raw materials," she stated, her tone tinged with annoyance as she pointed to specific data on the screen. "This is concerning, especially considering our stringent standards."

A murmur of concern rippled through the room as team members exchanged uneasy glances. Some shuffled nervously in their seats, while others leaned forward, eager to address the issue.

"I understand your concern, Ms. Evangeline," one team member interjected, his voice calm but earnest. "We've been facing challenges with our suppliers, and it's impacting the quality of our materials."

Evangeline listened intently, her expression grave as she absorbed the information. She knew that maintaining control over the supply chain was crucial for ensuring the reliability of their products.

Another team member spoke up, her tone hesitant but determined. "Perhaps we need to reassess our sourcing strategies and establish tighter protocols for quality control," she suggested as her gaze met Evangeline's with both apprehension and resolve.

Evangeline nodded as she acknowledged the validity of their suggestions. "We need to address these issues swiftly and decisively," she asserted. "Our reputation and the safety of our customers depend on it."

With Evangeline's guidance, the team began to brainstorm solutions, exchanging ideas and insights as they worked together to identify the root cause of the discrepancies.

However, as the discussion grew more heated, Evangeline's frustration reached a boiling point, and she scolded the team for their lack of attention to detail. Unbeknownst to her, Klein was standing by the door, watching her in amusement, his lips quirking up in a knowing smile as he observed her commanding presence.

It was a good thing that they had finally formulated a comprehensive plan of action, outlining steps to improve oversight of the supply chain and strengthen quality control measures.

As the meeting drew to a close, Evangeline sank back into her swivel chair with a tired sigh, feeling the weight of mental exhaustion settling over her. While stress was nothing new to her, the demands of her pregnancy seemed to amplify its effects, leaving her drained and weary.

Evangeline momentarily closed her eyes as she sought refuge from the relentless demands of her CEO role. However, her brief rest was interrupted by the unexpected touch of a cold hand against her cheek that startled her and made her quickly open her eyes.

To her surprise, Klein was seated beside her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. His casual presence was the opposite to her own fatigue, but she couldn't help but find a hint of amusement in his audacity.

"Stressed already, Mrs. Klein?" he quipped, his tone teasing.

Evangeline responded with a noncommittal hum, too exhausted to engage in banter.

He glanced at Evangeline with a playful glint in his eyes, but his expression softened as he observed her weariness. As he sensed her exhaustion, Klein immediately suggested, "How about we grab lunch together? It might help you unwind a bit."

Evangeline shook her head gently, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm feeling more hungry for sleep than food right now," she confessed as her fatigue became evident in her voice and she started nodding off.

When Klein witnessed Evangeline's tiredness, he sighed softly and without a word, scooped her up into his arms, holding her bridal style. Evangeline leaned her head against his chest, finding comfort in his embrace, and before she knew it, the exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she drifted off to sleep.

Klein carried her gently and carefully as he made his way out of the building, ignoring the curious glances from some of the staff members who wondered why their CEO was being carried like a bride. Despite the attention, Klein remained unfazed. His only concern was focused on ensuring Evangeline got the rest she needed.

As the car started moving, Klein held Evangeline securely in his arms. He made sure that she was comfortable and that she'd get a good sleep. He gently shifted to find a more proper position while he cradled her close as they traveled.

With Evangeline nestled against him, Klein couldn't help but admire her. His hand instinctively found its way to her belly, where their child was growing. It was a familiar gesture, yet each time he felt the subtle baby bump on her, he felt a surge of pride and awe.

Evangeline now sleeping soundly, shifted slightly as her hand found its way to Klein's chest. A name escaped her lips. One that stirred a twinge of irritation within him.

"Zach..." she murmured, the name slipping out in her slumber.

Klein's reaction was swift. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the mention of another man's name. In a playful yet somewhat spiteful gesture, he gently pinched Evangeline's lips. She was momentarily startled but she remained asleep and that made him chuckle.

He felt the urge somehow, to play with her as revenge to her unconscious infidelity.

Klein traced his thumb on Evangeline's lips and without waiting for another second, slipped his forefinger into her mouth.

Evangeline's mouth felt wet on his finger and Klein was extremely turned on by it. He could feel her soft tongue. He could even run his finger on the roof of her mouth.

This was a first for Klein to feel that intense urge to have his shaft thrusted in someone's mouth and the thought of it awakened his inner desires.

He carefully opened Evangeline's mouth and inserted two fingers this time and yet, Evangeline remained asleep.

Klein was now flushed red as he kept his lust on the line. His manhood was now fully erect, and if the car hadn't arrived, he would've fucked Evangeline right then and there.