James Sterling threw himself on the sofa with a whiny face.

Looking up in the direction of the bedroom upstairs, he became more depressed.

They were just halfway through, then he was interrupted by his grandfather's call.

Now he was very upset.

While he pulling the neckline of the shirt, his cold white skin appeared at the neck.

He put one hand on the sofa back and changed the channel impatiently with another.

It just happened to change to the Finance and Economics Channel and it was broadcasting a piece of news about the rapid rise of "X Group" in City J.

James Sterling put down the remote control.

"Group X recently acquired another large travel company..."

John Smith respectfully stepped forward and handed a document to James Sterling, "Master, this is the purchase contract for the travel company."

James Sterling turned it over casually, picked up the pen, signed the contract, then closed and dropped it on the tea table.

The TV was still broadcasting, "X Group was established three years ago, and in just three years, it has become a large multinational group, covering a wide range of fields. The value of it is now no less than that of any of the four big families in City J, and it is expected to be the most famous national and even global... "

"Master, the supper is ready." Aunt Baker's voice came from the dining room.

James Sterling got up and headed for the dining room.

The voice from the TV continued, "Since the establishment of Group X, no one knows any information about the owner behind the scenes. People know no age, no name, no appearance about him, and the only information is he is male, thus the business circle calls him Mr. X."

"This mysterious stealthy rich man is wearing multiple mysterious veils..."

James Sterling ate quietly.

While eating, he put down his chopsticks, put a bowl of porridge, two plates of side dishes, and a plate of fried noodles on a tray.

It seemed that he worried that they were not enough, he added some more fried noodles.

Then he got up, carried the tray upstairs, and returned to the bedroom.

When Xenia Jones saw James Sterling back, she grasped the quilt tightly, flinched to the corner of the bed, and stared at him alertly.

James Sterling approached her step by step.

Xenia Jones couldn't help but retreat, her timid voice was hoarse.

"You, don't come over!"

James Sterling glanced at her coldly and set the tray on the nightstand.

He walked around the bed to get a chair but saw Xenia Jones shuddered and shouted.

"Do not come!"

"......"

James Sterling's hand which was holding the chair shook slightly.

Looking at her big moose-like eyes, he found she frightened like a scared cowardly mouse.

She was even so afraid of him.

James Sterling raised his lips and seemed very satisfied.

Now, it's right.

This was the normal reaction when others confronted him.

James Sterling dragged his chair to the bedside table, sat down, picked up chopsticks, took a bite of fried noodles elegantly, and tapped the bowl of porridge in front of him.

"Come here for dinner."

He spoke coldly, with an irrefutable command.

Xenia Jones just wanted to escape here as soon as possible.

How could she have any mood to eat?

"I'm...not hungry."

She wrapped herself in the quilt as if only in this way could she feel secure.

"Mr. Sterling! I'm just a little maid who cannot be more ordinary. What you just did to me..."

Xenia Jones's voice choked, and tears rising from her eyes blurred her vision.

But she still desperately held them back and did not let even one drop drip.

James Sterling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he tilted his head to look at her, "I thought you didn't admit that you are a Green Family's maid."

"I......"

Xenia Jones opened her mouth, lowered her head. Her long eyelashes overturned, covering her beautiful eyes.

"I'm just a short-time worker, and...who would like to admit herself a servant in front of others."

James Sterling nodded, "Vanity."

Xenia Jones secretly clenched her fists, "For what you just did to me, if Miss Green knows..."

"Hush!"

James Sterling felt her too noisy and frowned impatiently. "You are really not gonna eat?"

Xenia Jones saw the anger hidden under his eyes and she became like a deflated balloon, holding her knees with her chin resting on it and did not say anything.

She was trapped here by him now and only two of them would be here for this long night.

She didn't dare to anger him.

If he became animal and did what he hadn't finished just now to her, then she would have no way to fight back.

James Sterling glanced at Xenia Jones again but didn't bother to talk to her anymore, and continued to eat elegantly.

When he was full, he felt relieved, took a sip of water, smoked another cigarette, and took off his shirt and pants.

He left his shirt casually aside.

That pair of poorly made trousers, however, was folded regularly and placed on the side of the cabinet.

He was the Master of the Sterling's Group, the first of the four Masters in City J, and a valuable man. How could he wear such an indecent pair of pants?

And he even cherished it.

It was a little strange.

He had only a pair of underpants on his body and fell on the bed carelessly. The good figure belonging to a man with a golden ratio was completely exposed to the air.

Xenia Jones was frightened and was about to run away but dragged by him.

She crooked and fell on him.

"You like to be on the top?" He asked seriously.

Xenia Jones blushed furiously.

"Shameless!"