Chapter 343 Want to Taste Yourself?
A gentle breeze stirred outside, causing the sheer curtains in the room to flutter softly.
Elizabeth sat at the dining table, her upper body slightly leaning back.
Michael's hand rested lightly on her knee. She glanced down, only able to see the top of his thick hair.
The wet sensation from Michael's tongue made her let out a soft moan involuntarily. This sound greatly encouraged him.
He worked even harder to please her.
She gradually surrendered to his lips, tongue, and fingers, moaning and trembling lightly.
His lovemaking skills were too good. Finally, she gave in completely, feeling a wetness spread beneath her.
Elizabeth pushed him away, gasping for breath.
Michael stood up, smiling, and kissed her.
Elizabeth pushed him away again. "No."
He didn't relent. "What's wrong? Don't you want to taste yourself?"
Elizabeth kicked him lightly. "You pervert!"
Michael caught her foot, standing between her legs, and kissed her forcefully.
His erection was pressing unmistakably against her.
He whispered in her ear, "Help me..."
Elizabeth rested her head on his shoulder, reached out, unzipped his pants, and took hold of his restless erection.
The moment her cool hand touched him, Michael closed his eyes slightly, letting out a satisfied groan.
He kissed her more deeply.
Elizabeth kissed him back, her hand moving continuously.
When everything finally stopped, both of them were covered in sweat.
Michael cleaned up the mess on the floor and threw it in the trash, then pulled Elizabeth into the bathroom with him.
The bathroom was small, and they were very close to each other.
Michael turned on the shower, wetting Elizabeth, and applied body wash to her.
Elizabeth closed her eyes under the water, but soon realized that Michael's hands were wandering.
He kept circling her chest, his hands never leaving her breasts.
Elizabeth didn't open her eyes. "Michael, what are you doing? You're going to rub my chest raw!"
He was standing behind her and, hearing this, pressed his whole body against her.
Elizabeth immediately felt his erection again.
Without turning around, she slapped his thigh hard. "Get out! I want to shower by myself!"
Michael chuckled, quickly rinsed himself off, and gave her butt a playful squeeze. "Heartless woman!" Then he obediently left.
Elizabeth quickly finished her shower and changed into fresh clothes.
She looked at Michael, who was sitting nearby with a hurt expression. "I need to leave soon, or I'll miss my flight."
She knelt down to pack her things into her suitcase.
At that moment, the phone rang.
Elizabeth's eyelid twitched, sensing bad news.
Dean's voice was calm. "Elizabeth, what time is your flight?"
Elizabeth held the phone between her ear and shoulder, continuing to pack. "I'm heading to the airport now."
Dean seemed to be hiding something. "When you get back to Aurora Bay, come to the office first. But don't rush."
Elizabeth frowned, stopping her packing and standing up. "What's going on at the office?"
Dean hesitated. "I'll explain when you get here."
Elizabeth's tone grew serious. "Dean."
Dean seemed to struggle with his words before finally making up his mind. "Alright, the new system's chip has been stolen."
Elizabeth felt her mind go blank, stunned.
She wavered, almost losing her balance.
Michael quickly supported her. "Elizabeth, you okay?"
Dean's voice came through the phone. "Is Michael with you?"
Elizabeth leaned against Michael. "Yeah, he's here. I'll head to the office as soon as I can."
Michael had heard the conversation and frowned, confirming with her. "The Super Brain system's chip was stolen?"
Elizabeth nodded, her mind in chaos.
The missing chip meant that The Jones Group's prized robot programming was stolen. The company could be facing bankruptcy.
Michael helped her sit down and zipped up her suitcase. "I'll go with you. I have a private jet ready."
Elizabeth, at this point, didn't argue. "Okay."
Michael immediately called his assistant.
They returned to Aurora Bay.
Michael's driver picked them up.
Before getting in the car, Michael held Elizabeth's shoulders, looking at her intently.
"You go home first. I'll go to your office. Seems like people don't realize you're my woman and think they can mess with you."
Elizabeth initially wanted to say she could handle her own affairs. But realizing her current state of mind, she might not manage well.
She nodded, looking at him hopefully. "Okay, thank you, Michael."
He was surprised by her cooperation, momentarily stunned. In the past, she had resisted his involvement in The Jones Group's matters.
By the time he snapped out of it, Elizabeth was already in the car, leaving.
He got into the back seat. "To The Jones Group."
Michael went straight to Dean's office.
Dean was pacing, stressed by the sudden crisis. He had no leads and could only hope the new program couldn't be deciphered quickly.
But everyone knew that with the right expert, it was only a matter of time.
Michael entered and closed the door.
Dean stood up. "Michael? What are you doing here?"
He looked behind Michael, not seeing Elizabeth. "Where's Elizabeth? Didn't she come with you?"
Michael walked behind Dean's desk, moved a chair, and sat down unceremoniously.
Dean followed him. "You really don't see yourself as an outsider, do you?"
Michael's expression was cold. "Tell me exactly what happened."
Dean looked deeply regretful. "It's my fault. I didn't keep a close enough watch on the tech department, and someone exploited that. The chip development was handled by the tech department, so there must be an internal issue."
Michael patted his shoulder. "Alright, stop beating yourself up. You couldn't have predicted this. Think about how to fix it."
Dean ruffled his hair in frustration. "Michael, you're asking the impossible. I can develop new technology, but handling this? It's beyond me!"
Michael thought for a moment. "Fine, you take a break. I'll handle this. Gather all your tech department employees in two minutes."
Dean immediately called on the intercom.
Soon, all the employees from The Jones Group's tech department were in the conference room.
Michael sat at the head of the table and asked Dean, "Is everyone here?"
Dean glanced around. "Yes, everyone's here."
Michael sat up straight, his two bodyguards standing rigidly behind him.
The tech department employees were all nervous, each with their own thoughts.
In Aurora Bay, everyone knew Michael's ruthless reputation.
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