Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 577 The Flower Falls

Chapter 577: Chapter 577 The Flower Falls

Johnathan bowed respectfully and replied, "Yes, Mr. Beckford."

Honey water?

Keith’s lips curled into an enigmatic smile.

His girl was very picky and only drank mineral water flown in from mountain springs.

And Keith had been supporting this idiosyncrasy of hers, all this time.

Every glass of water she got was delivered by air.

Even if she lost her memory, she would be able to tell if she was drinking the right water.

But now, she wanted to drink honey water. He believed that it was definitely not because she was tired of it and wanted to drink something else.

She must feel that honey water was more troublesome to make so it could hold up Johnathan for more time.

Johnathan looked at the horrifying smile on Keith’s face and was very nervous.

He asked cautiously, "Mr. Beckford, is there anything wrong?"

"No."

Keith’s expression did not change. He raised his hand and drank all the red wine in the glass. Then, he put the glass down with a clang.

He slowly got up and ordered, "Find a new family doctor."

Johnathan was stunned. "Mr. Beckford, what has Dr. Platt done wrong..."

Keith raised his eyelids and looked at Johnathan.

Johnathan suddenly did not dare to finish his words. His back even broke out in a cold sweat.

He was too nosy!

Samara had always been a nice person and had left him a good impression. She often brought him handmade soap, aromatherapy candles, and stuff.

They were not valuable things, so it was okay to accept them.

Most importantly, these things were very useful to him, especially the aromatherapy candles. She said that she had added herbs to them.

He used them every night and slept very well.

After all, insomnia had troubled him for many years. He had done so many bad things, and he constantly dreamed of the victims.

Gradually, he could not live without these aromatherapy candles. So he was quite grateful to Samara.

However, he did not ease up on the surveillance of Samara because of these little gifts. After all, he was Keith’s man, and his duty was as important as his life.

But unknowingly, he had become much nicer to Samara.

Once a person got emotional, he would make mistakes. For example, right now, he should not have asked that question.

Johnathan wanted to slap himself.

He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Mr. Beckford, I will get on it right now. And all the documents about Dr. Platt will be destroyed."

Keith withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly. "I almost thought that I needed to have you replaced too."

Although he said it jokingly, Johnathan knew that it was not a joke!

He had just had a narrow escape.

Fortunately, he realized his mistake quickly, which saved his life.

Johnathan was so scared that he trembled all over.

Keith turned around and said, "This time, nothing must go wrong."

"Yes, Mr. Beckford!" Johnathan’s voice was steady and powerful.

When Keith was out of sight, his stiff body finally relaxed. The sweat on his forehead was literally plopping to the ground.

This showed how scared he was just now. It was like he had just escaped from hell and returned to the living world.

Keith had made himself very clear just now.

Samara had made a mistake!

And an unforgivable mistake!

Johnathan sighed, feeling a little sympathetic to Samara, who was a very nice person. But it was only some sympathy. That was all.

In the future, he was afraid that he would have to relive the days of insomnia.

Johnathan remembered that there were still some aromatherapy candles left in the bedroom. He had to take them to a doctor to find out the recipe, so he could make some more.

...

Keith came to Alena’s room. She was sitting by the bed and staring out the window. He didn’t know what she was thinking.

It was the season when the Bedding Begonias were in full bloom. There were many colors of them, orange-red, peach, pink, and also white. It was very beautiful.

The basement couldn’t compare to the place above ground. Few flowers and plants could survive here.

Alena especially loved flowers with bright colors. Keith had planted many kinds of flowers, and the Bedding Begonia had the longest flowering period. It produced flowers almost all year round.

The closer the winter, the fuller the bloom.

However, this kind of flower was rather delicate. It could not stay in the sun for long, and it could not be short either. The soil must not be too dry or too wet. It preferred the underground but needed light and fresh air.

Keith had spent a lot of effort and had hired some professionals to take care of it before they got so many beautiful flowers.

Moreover, every time they moved, he would make people continue to take care of these flowers so they could always be there.

He thought of the flowers in the destroyed basements. They were hard to keep but easy to destroy.

Just like this woman.

She was precious but could be destroyed effortlessly.

But he did not want to do it now. The sunk cost was huge, so he didn’t want to destroy her easily.

"What are you looking at?" Keith asked.

Alena was startled by the sudden voice.

Keith approached her and stood in front of the window. He glanced at the Bedding Begonias and then turned to look at Alena. He said slowly, "So beautiful."

No one knew if he was talking about the begonias blooming outside or Alena.

Alena ignored his words. She looked bored. She was always like this in front of Keith.

She was more often depressed than happy.

"Alena, are you feeling unwell?" He looked at her and asked. "I heard from Johnathan that you asked him to make you honey water."

Alena did not know why Keith asked this, but she had to be careful with every question from this man.

It was easy to step into his trap.

When she did not want to answer, she would use her specialty, which was to act up.

"Are you sure he’s a butler?" she suddenly said.

Keith raised his eyebrows, looking interested in why she said so.

"He does as you say and keeps a close eye on me every day. Let’s just call him the monitor."

Alena sneered, "You are very interested in knowing how I eat, drink, and use the toilet, right? Then I can just tell you. You don’t have to know it from someone else."

She tried to make herself sound sulky. And she did a very good job.

Although her words were harsh, there was no hatred in her tone.

Keith’s eyes darkened. It seemed that something big had really happened.

It was so big that Alena didn’t even realize that the honey water thing was a huge mistake.

What was it?

Keith thought of Yvette, who had just gotten married. It seemed that there was nothing else that could make Alena so absent-minded.

After all, these days, she had been doing a very good job of pretending to be a person with amnesia.

Even he was nearly fooled.

Or to say, as long as it could make her happy, he would keep playing along.

But he didn’t spoil her so she could have a chance to run away.

Like usual, Keith smiled and said, "If you are not happy with it, I will tell him to stop. I’m just concerned about you."

Alena knew Keith. If she didn’t soften up occasionally, he would torture her in bed.

She would suffer either way.

Thinking of this, Alena felt a little nauseous. How could a man in his forties still be so enthusiastic about sex?

It was different every time. When would he get tired of sex?

She pretended to complain, "You didn’t keep your word. Don’t pretend that you’re concerned about me."

Keith sat down. He hugged her, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Why do you say I didn’t keep my word?"

"You said you would take me out." Alena acted like an innocent young girl. And it was very good acting.

In fact, she was almost a girl at heart.

This man had been controlling her for almost half of her life. She was constantly imprisoned and unconscious and hadn’t gotten many chances to see the real world, hence she had no chance to grow up and become mature.

She was indeed a little naive. She thought she could fool Keith.

Keith pinched her soft waist and smiled. "You are angry with me just because of such a small thing?"

Alena felt uncomfortable. She dodged and said, "Don’t touch me. I don’t have the right to be angry. You don’t have to warn me that, Mr. Beckford."

She was being sarcastic.

However, Keith was not angry. Instead, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Tomorrow," he said.

"What?"

"I will take you out tomorrow," Keith said.

Alena was happy. She could finally go out.

If she could go out, she had to find an opportunity. She was worried that something would go wrong when Samara did the errand.

It was better to leave some clues outside herself.

"Now that your wish has been fulfilled, shouldn’t you do something to make me happy?" What he wanted was obvious.

Alena didn’t know what to say.

Alena did not want it, but she did not want to make him angry at a time like this.

So when he kissed her, she did not resist.

But he only bit her lips and sucked for a while before letting go of her while panting.

Just as Alena felt relieved and thought that she didn’t have to have sex with him, Keith suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

He whispered, "Alena, I like it when you are obedient, but I also don’t like it when you are obedient. I’m so ambivalent, right?"

Alena thought that Keith was only expressing his feelings and called him a lunatic inwardly.

He didn’t like it only because it didn’t give him a sense of achievement when she was docile. He was still the same nasty guy.

Keith looked out the window and coincidentally saw a begonia fall.

There was no wind or rain in the greenhouse. It was as if he had seen a ghost.

The empty branch that had dew on it looked very different than the cluster of flowers near it.

He suddenly felt so lonely.

Keith closed his eyes. A flower that was still blooming, a flower that he had carefully protected for a long time actually fell so easily.

What he actually meant was that he liked her obedience but disliked her fake obedience.

"Alena, will you lie to me?" he asked again.

Alena’s heart jumped, but she pretended to be calm. "What a boring question."

"I hope you will never lie to me. Just stay by my side like this forever," Keith said firmly.

He would not let her lie to him. In order to achieve this goal, he had to do some things.

Alena felt uneasy, but she didn’t know why she felt so.

After all, Keith rarely talked like a normal person. It often happened that his mood suddenly changed greatly.

It was like he had a split personality and there were several Keiths living in his body.

However, every one of them was evil.

Just when Alena thought that Keith was going to press her down on the bed again and fuck her, he suddenly let go of her.

After getting up, he straightened his suit and said, "I have something to do. You can sleep early tonight. You don’t have to wait for me."

Alena had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Keith speak.

"Put on the Heart of Ocean when we go out tomorrow."

Alena’s heart jumped to her throat. She thought that he had discovered something.

But he only said calmly with his usual expression, "It looks good on you. I like it very much."

After saying this, he did not stop and turned to leave.

After he left, she finally dared to reach out and cover her chest to calm her madly beating heart. It was so dangerous just now.

She could find an excuse not to wear the necklace tomorrow, but she had to find a way to tell Samara to leave immediately.

She did not know if she could fool them next time.

She was thinking about whether she should talk to Johnathan to get some news about Samara. Samara was not as simple and kind as she thought. Instead, Samara was very smart.

If Johnathan mentioned it, she would definitely be alert and leave immediately.

It would be the best case.

At this moment, Alena felt lucky that Samara was a clever person. Only this kind of person could stay safe around Keith, this crazy man.

Keith stepped out of the door and got into the car.

His assistant in the front row handed him a piece of embroidery. It was that poorly made embroidery.

The assistant said, "Dr. Platt doesn’t seem to want to send this thing out. She threw it in a trash can."

Keith looked at the badly made embroidery and did not say a word. Only the bulging veins showed how angry he was.

"Ha," he sneered.

Not a thing was not part of her plan.

...

At this moment, Samara had already returned home. She had thrown away the embroidered handkerchief.

She had never intended to help Alena from the very beginning. She had already gotten what she wanted and didn’t have to take such a big risk.

She would tell Alena that the thing was sent but she was not sure if it had gotten to that lady.

Moreover, there were many people and servants in the Parker family. So there was no way to verify this kind of thing.

No one could prove that it was a lie.

This way, if Alena could get out in the future, she could still get paid.

Even if Alena couldn’t get out, she had the Heart of Ocean. This necklace was worth more than a dozen million dollars. She could sell it for 8 million, 13 million, or even 16 million dollars and more.

After all, people who could afford this kind of thing would not let it depreciate.

The higher the price, the more valuable it was.

But before that, she would wear it to have a taste of the rich’s life.

She changed into a dress that she had stolen from a rich lady. The champagne-colored dress went very well with the Heart of Ocean.

She spun in front of the mirror and danced. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

It turned out that it was so easy to be noble. She looked at herself in the mirror and imitated Alena’s movements, pretending that she was also a rich woman.

She was only making a clown of herself, but she was blinded by the Heart of Ocean to see it.

She felt that she was suitable to be a rich lady, and even felt that she was no worse than Alena.

After she had this thought, she also started to have many other thoughts.

However, she had just started to daydream when she heard a knock on the door.