Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 101: The Sweet Taste of First Love

After sending out this message, there was no reply from the other side.

Claire Shaw widened her eyes and looked at Mia Hughes for the first time with an awe-inspired gaze, "Sister, you’re really incredible."

"When dealing with a pervert, you have to be a hundred times more perverted to ensure that even the pervert feels perverted."

As she said this, Mia Hughes looked smug, and Claire Shaw felt goosebumps all over her arms, "You don’t seem like you’re acting; your perversion feels too natural."

Although the other party was eerily silent, Claire Shaw felt uneasy in her heart.

Until this person is identified, she cannot feel at ease.

If it wasn’t Cecilia Lewis, then could it be... Wyatt Lawrence?

These two days, she hadn’t seen this person, and after subtly asking Dustin Lawrence, she was told Wyatt Lawrence was on a business trip.

During lunch break, Claire Shaw received a call from Finn Pierce, asking her to go to The Blackwood Group to discuss the details behind the swimming pool.

Was it his intention?

Is he okay, whom she thought about all day yesterday?

At the school gate, a black car had already stopped.

Claire Shaw initially thought he would be inside, but when Moe opened the car door for her, Ethan Blackwood was nowhere to be seen, leaving Claire Shaw feeling somewhat disappointed.

Clearly, Claire Shaw had developed feelings for him.

Whether it is raising a cat or a dog, once emotions are involved, there is a struggle between gain and loss.

Even knowing she should control herself, Claire Shaw couldn’t help but hold onto her deep inner thoughts.

Once she closed the car door, Moe handed her a cup of hot drink.

Claire Shaw was startled, "This..."

"President Blackwood instructed it."

Claire Shaw inserted the straw, tasting the sweetness and tartness of strawberry, along with the rich flavor of the cheese milk cap.

Suddenly, she understood something!

She hurriedly opened her phone and clicked on Ethan Blackwood’s social circle; the sunrise photo was still there, but there was no single like on it.

Claire Shaw added Sean Jacobs on WeChat; given Sean Jacobs and his close relationship, it made no sense for him not to like or comment on Ethan Blackwood’s post.

This meant that the photo was visible only to her.

She searched online for photos of Qyris, and sure enough, the shape of the mountain peak was identical to the one Ethan Blackwood posted.

When she first visited Silvanest, she wrote a series of wishes on a sky lantern.

Her salary increased to twenty-eight thousand; with a private school’s already high income, after being promoted to director, all kinds of welfare bonuses added up to just over twenty-eight thousand!

She also expressed a desire to see the sunrise over Qyris, and the photo Ethan Blackwood posted was precisely of that view.

The last time during a video call, he was by the sea; all because she mentioned wanting to see the sunset over Vespera, so in the video, he let her see Vespera’s sunset, just as beautifully as in the pictures.

There was also a wish for her to drink a large cup of cheese strawberry boba.

Even knowing she was still recovering from a cold, he had Moe buy her a hot drink.

She remembers the man looking at her tenderly that night.

"Beg me." The man’s magnetic voice seemed to ring in her ear.

The sweet and sour taste spread across her tongue, its warmth spreading throughout her body.

The fog in her heart from yesterday seemed to clear up in this instant, revealing the moon.

Ethan Blackwood was right, if some things are unclear, then use your heart to perceive.

Even though she knew she would soon see him, Claire Shaw was still impatient, wishing she could grow wings and fly to his side.

Just as she thought of this, Claire Shaw received his call.

Claire Shaw’s heart raced excitedly, the man’s voice as always deep and pleasing, "Have you boarded the car?"

Claire Shaw glanced at her watch, "Two minutes until I reach your company."

"Sorry, I was very busy yesterday and couldn’t return your call."

With just this one sentence, the gloom that had been haunting her all night was dispelled.

Claire Shaw’s lips curved slightly, "Can you come pick me up?"

Without asking for a reason, the other party simply said, "Okay."

"Also, don’t hang up the phone."

Even if nothing is said, she wants to feel his breath.

Claire Shaw had often heard people say that first love is the most beautiful. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Like fruit on a tree, not yet ripe, yet tempting one to want to pluck it early.

Every time walking by, one would be itching to taste it sooner.

High school was the peak time for early romance; all her female classmates had boys they secretly or openly liked.

Claire Shaw, however, navigated through one training course after another that Miranda Shaw signed her up for.

She scoffed at those lovestruck girls’ affection; to her, love was the most questionable thing in the world.

Like exquisite porcelain, it looks pretty, but is easily broken, often resulting in bloody wounds.

Yet, at this moment, as she awakened to these feelings, she finally understood what it’s like to have your heart race.

When you have someone in your heart, every meeting makes you want to run to them.

Your mind filled with only one thought, hurry, only by hurrying can you see him!

Although Ethan Blackwood did not understand her complex emotional shift, as long as it was her request, Ethan Blackwood would never refuse.

"Okay."

Claire Shaw could hear his breathing change slightly due to his walking, and the soft "ding" from pressing the elevator button.

Meanwhile, the car had already entered the garage.

They would soon meet.

She seemed to hear Ethan Blackwood’s breathing become slowly anxious too; she couldn’t help but wonder if he was excited and eager like herself.

As the car just stopped, the man’s elevator door opened.

He stood there, in his suit, looking particularly dignified and restrained against the lavish backdrop of the elevator.

His high nose bridge, thin lips, and those calm eyes.

When his gaze fell upon her, Claire Shaw felt herself becoming flushed.

She sped forward in her high heels.

At this moment, she couldn’t care about modesty; she had only one thought.

Ethan Blackwood vaguely felt Claire Shaw was a bit different, perhaps angry because he hadn’t replied to her?

Her face showed more color, looking much more energetic than yesterday.

His finger was still pressing the open button, just starting to say, "You..."

Claire Shaw moved swiftly, grabbed his strong wrist with her slender hand, then pressed herself against his chest, backing him into the elevator compartment.

In Ethan Blackwood’s shocked gaze, Claire Shaw briskly yanked his tie down hard, forcing his head to lower, and she unabashedly kissed him.