Chapter 1256 - 657: Extra Story: Daddy, Why Is Your Company Called QCS

Chapter 1256: Chapter 657: Extra Story: Daddy, Why Is Your Company Called QCS

Alice Robinson was already a bit dazed by his teasing, "Just don’t ask then."

"Using actions, right?"

"Huh?"

It was then she realized she had dug a trap for herself to fall into.

Chester Robinson reached into her clothes, gently caressing her skin.

"Stop it..." Alice shyly held his hand.

Chester carried Alice to the living room.

Continuing the previous conversation, "Stop what? Like this?" Chester’s hand continued to slide up, swiftly unhooking her bra.

"Hey, this is the living room..."

"Does it make a difference where?" he chuckled.

"There are still other servants in the villa..."

"Did you forget we already dismissed them this morning?"

Oh right, they dismissed the servants this morning because soon, she would move to New York with Chester.

"But this is the living room, a place for eating and talking, how can we do this kind of thing?" Alice playfully pushed Chester’s chest.

"Well, now you know the living room has another use, right?"

"You pervert."

Chester smiled, calmly accepting the adjective, focusing on undressing her.

"Hey, didn’t you hear what I said? I need to go to the office this afternoon, I don’t have time to keep you company..." She suddenly found it difficult to communicate with him.

"Nope." He replied confidently.

"I don’t care, I must go to the office in the afternoon, the company is going public tomorrow, I..."

"Hmm." He mumbled a response, lowering his head to cover her incessantly talking lips.

"Mmm..." He pulled off her clothes, and soon, she was left with nothing but a tiny pair of panties, everything else tossed to the floor.

On the sofa, Chester held the equally perspiring Alice, gently stroking her exposed fair shoulder blades.

Alice wrapped in a blanket, her head resting on Chester’s chest, bored, drawing circles on it, "Chester, can I discuss something with you?"

"Hmm?"

"After we move to New York, could we not move to Jones’ Mansion?"

Chester lowered his head to kiss the sweaty Alice, "Why?"

Alice propped herself up, flashed him a sweet smile, "Oh, nothing, just want to have a little time for just the two of us."

Chester suddenly flipped over, pressing Alice beneath him, "Little seductress, is it that there are too many people at Jones which makes doing such things inconvenient?"

"Where is your mind going..." Alice pinched his arm, her freshly cooled cheeks reddening again, "Do you think I’m like you, thinking about these things all day long."

Chester lowered his head to give her a kiss, his smile enchanting.

Seeing the renewed heat in his eyes, fearing it would drag on endlessly again, Alice pushed him away, got up with the blanket wrapped around her.

Chester supported himself, leisurely watching Alice getting dressed.

Her figure was indeed excellent, a slender waist, flawless smooth back, enticing curves.

Alice finished dressing, turned to speak to Chester, and saw his intensely burning gaze.

Alice blushed, sat on the sofa, and cupped his face, "Stop messing around, let me ask you something... Tomorrow the company is going public, will you accompany me to the launch event?"

"What do you think?"

Alice spoke softly, with a hint of coquetry, "Of course I hope you will accompany me... Anyway, we haven’t officially announced our relationship, the media are staking out the company and the villa every day, might as well hold hands tomorrow in front of everyone, that counts as an explanation for everyone, most importantly..." Alice lowered her head to give Chester a proactive kiss, "Being with you, both the company and I feel so proud."

Chester rested his head on Alice’s lap, a slight curve on his lips, "Want me to go?"

Alice nodded vigorously.

Chester gave a wicked smile, "That depends on your performance tonight."

"You... you perv!"

In the lobby on the first floor of "Tench," a huge congratulatory banner was hung. Below the banner was an LED screen, playing the Robinson family’s century-long rise and fall. In front of the screen, Alice Robinson stood on stage, donned in a dignified and elegant royal blue halter gown.

Today’s Alice had her hair, which had grown to her ears, tied into a neat swallowtail, adding a trace of femininity to her usual powerful businesswoman image. With delicate features, a refined makeup look, paired with the priceless ruby jewelry her mother gifted her, the dazzling brilliance of the jewels complemented her own radiance, making her look exceptionally dazzling.