Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love By Christin Donald (Edward) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47 

In the canteen.. 

Susan and Jaron went to the canteen together as usual. 

Now Susan was fine with the public attention. 

She got used to it as time passed. 

“I got to hand it to you, Susan. You completed the project perfectly.” Jaron couldn’t help but compliment on Susan’s performance, “The project was finished so well that Luke was happy as a lark.” 

“I don’t think so.” Susan was amused. 

“It’s true.” Jaron said, “Luke had yelled with delight when he was alone in the office. You were occupied with work and got no idea about this.” 

Jaron was getting more theatrical and Susan just smiled silently. 

They sat down at the table after getting their food. 

Jaron asked Susan for advice on a problem he encountered that day. 

Susan listened and shared her opinion seriously. 

They were so immersed in their conversation. 

And they didn’t notice that Ben had come here. 

“I got nervous. Look, do you think that’s Mr. Landor?” A man said. 

“Come on! Mr. Landor would never eat in the canteen.“. 

“That’s true.” 

The man strained his eyes to see if he was right. He felt nothing had changed. 

“I might be having hallucinations. I have to catch up on my sleep.” The man said, a faraway look on his face. 

At this time, exclamation erupted. 

“Holy shit, it’s Mr. Landor.” 

“It’s Ben” 

“Oh no, I slacked off for some minutes in the morning. God bless me. Please! He didn’t come here to question me or even fire me.” 

You think too much! Ben has a tight schedule and he must be here to do something important.” 

“Something important? Reshape the canteen?” 

“Forget it. It doesn’t make sense. Ben wouldn’t do such things.” 

The employees were whispering together about Ben’s showing up here. 

Ben gave a satisfactory nod when he felt the eyes upon him. 

Most of the staff had registered him and Susan might have seen him as well. 

Ben swept around the canteen. 

Soon he found Susan chatting with Jaron without noticing him. 

For an instant, Ben was gripped with jealousy and anger. 

Ben was complaining in his heart, “Why does she ignore me amid the turmoil at my presence? What are they talking about? 

And why are they sitting so close when Susan says something with gestures or handwriting on the table?” 

Ben’s eyes were riveted on them, boiling with anger. 

The secretary was not surprised at all when he found Ben gazed at Susan. 

The secretary thought, “Mr. Landor does care for Susan. : 

But he shouldn’t be standing still here.” 

“Mr. Landor, would you mind me getting some food for you?” The secretary asked cautiously. 

Ben averted his gaze blankly. “Okay.” 

The secretary immediately rushed for Ben’s meal. 

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After a while, he returned, “Mr. Landor, where do you prefer to have a seat?” 

Narrowing his eyes, Ben took a huge stride towards Susan and Jaron. 

He sat next to them calmly. 

He was waiting for Susan to notice him. 

“The program will be better if you make such adjustments.” Susan said to Jaron. 

“Is that so? What if I…” Jaron replied. 

They were having a nice talk and still ignored Ben. 

Ben just sat there and waited. 

The secretary secretly glanced up at Ben before he quickly lowered his head. 

The secretary thought, “It’s unbelievable. 

Being stared by Ben, Susan is composed as usual.” 

Susan was so amazing.” 

And Ben was still waiting. 

Now he was too impatient to wait for Susan to note him. 

He threw down his tableware with a great sound. 

He walked to Susan directly and patted on the table. 

Startled, Susan turned around and saw Ben’s impassive gaze at her. 

Seized with panic, Susan looked at him in mild surprise. 

Susan was curious about Ben’s presence. 

“Mr. Landor.” Jaron looked at Ben with respect and greeted him after standing up. 

Susan also stood up and stammered, “Mr. Landor…” 

Ben felt a little uncomfortable when he found Susan was afraid of him.. 

She talked and laughed with Jaron while she got timid in front of him. 

He got somewhat annoyed. 

“Mr. Landor, what’s up?” Jaron asked cautiously. 

Ben heard Jaron’s question. 

He thought it was a good question for it could be a reason to explain why he was 

here. 

Ben pursed his lips and said slowly, “What’s your lunch?” 

Jaron was speechless. 

So were others.