Logan slipped into the blankets. Luz tucked him in as he stared at him hopefully.
"It's like I miss my daddy, right?"
Luz was stunned. When she thought of the man she had just met in the restaurant, her heart trembled slightly.
The pain spread in her heart.
She sighed bitterly and ruffled Logan's hair. "Just sleep, darling. I'll take you to Mia's place tomorrow," she said with a gentle smile.
"Okay!" Logan replied and closed his eyes.
It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
Luz leaned over and kissed her son on the forehead. "I love you, baby."
...
The next day, at the M&R Company.
"Amy, I may need to stay here for a while," Luz told the person on the other end of the phone.
When she saw that the elevator door was about to close, she ran up hurriedly to stop it. "Sorry, please wait!"
After entering the elevator, the phone hung up automatically.
Luz pouted helplessly and put the phone back into her bag.
A familiar voice sounded beside her. "Henry, I want to have the fillet steak at Morrey Casey Restaurant for lunch later today, can you come with me?"
"Okay." The man replied in a cold voice.
Luz was shocked.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man and a woman standing in the elevator with her.
Emily Hurst was in a flowery dress with ten-centimetre high heels. She was holding on the arm of the man beside her. They looked like a perfect match.
The man was Henry Maynard.
It was Henry again!
He stood beside Emily as if he did not see her, but he exuded a dangerous aura.
...
"I didn't expect Ms. Boone, a surgeon, to switch careers to the entertainment industry." Henry's cold eyes flashed.
The secretary was stunned.
The woman that the investor company praised so highly used to be a doctor?
Luz's heart skipped a beat.
She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm. "No one said we have to stay in the same industry for our entire life. I like office work, so what's wrong with joining the entertainment industry? Do you have any doubts about my abilities, Mr. Maynard?"
The atmosphere instantly tensed up.
"Linda, arrange for Secetary Boone to seat next to my office," Henry said suddenly. "Hand over everything to her in a week. She can take charge of the meeting next week."
...
He walked away as soon as he finished speaking without sparing her another glance.
Linda replied respectfully in the direction he left, "Okay, Mr. Maynard."
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