Chapter 66 What's Going on under the Table
Fortunately, Asher had indeed told Joyce that he would come over to help Jefferson, so he accepted this explanation.
"Well, you should have given me a heads-up before coming over."
Elianna glanced at Jefferson and replied while suppressing her anger, "I was concerned that you and Mr. Larsen might get too busy to have lunch, so I thought I'd bring some dishes over. If I have disturbed your work, I can leave now."
"Stay right there."
Jefferson said calmly.
Hearing that, Asher dared not say anything else.
Jefferson lazily sat up from the lounge chair and added, "Since Anna has brought us lunch, you might as well stay."
As their eyes met, one looked irritated, while the other was amused.
"Well, thank you for understanding, Jeff."
Asher didn't notice the subtle tension between the two. He ingratiated himself with Jefferson and, in contrast, ordered Elianna around.
"Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and set the dishes on the table."
Elianna had packed four dishes and a soup. As soon as she opened the packaging, Asher, who had been hungry all morning, immediately felt his mouth watering.
However, his face quickly turned sour when he saw the dishes.
Not only were they not what he liked to eat, but two of them also had ingredients he disliked.
"Why did you choose these dishes? I..."
"The taste is quite good."
Jefferson words silenced Asher. He didn't dare to comment further and began to eat the steak.
Elianna had yet to have lunch herself, but at that moment, she assumed it was just her and Jefferson. She only ordered two steak.
Afraid that she might raise Asher's suspicion, she didn't say that the steak was bought for herself. She sat on the nearby sofa and looked at what could barely count as an office.
The room's decoration shared the same style of Eclipse, and with desks and computers, it barely qualified as an office.
Asher started coughing.
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