Chapter 43 I Don’t Think He Works
It suddenly dawned on Cherise. “That’s right. You’re friends with the head, Lila.”
She could work here thanks to Ian and Lila’s good relationship.
Otherwise, how could she have found a well–paying job that suited her?
“Ian, it’s so late. Did you come to look for Lila?”
She asked with a frown.
Lila was pretty, competent, and intelligent. She should be the type of woman Ian liked.
The man’s hands on the steering wheel froze slightly. “Sort of.”
Lila Gurwell had called and asked him out for dinner in the evening, but he turned her down.
“I thought you got off work at seven.”
He had come to wait for her to get off work and had been waiting since seven,
“I just started working, and I’m unfamiliar with everything.”
Cherise laughed embarrassedly. “Lila didn’t make me work overtime. I’m not skilled enough, so I got off work late.”
Ian smiled. “I’m quite familiar with the work here. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can call me and ask.”
Cherise nodded. “Thank you, Ian.”
So many years had passed, but Ian was still as gentle and friendly as he was back then.
“We’ve been friends for so many years. I feel like calling me fan‘ is very solemn. If you don’t mind, you can call me ‘E.”
E…
Such a nickname was too intimate.
Cherise waved her hands. “I think I’ll continue calling you Ian. After all, you’re older than me.”
After that, the car was momentarily silent.
After a long time, lan coughed lightly. “Why are you working part–time all of a sudden? Are you in trouble lately?”
Actually, Ian wanted to ask Cherise this question in the afternoon.
But she stammered and said she wanted to sign up for cooking classes.
She really didn’t know how to lie.
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