"What do you mean 'almost thrown out'? And are you really craving roasted lamb that much?" Lolita was startled by Jason's voice coming from behind her.
She was flabbergasted and immediately turned around to complain.
"Mr. Foster, please don't go around showing up behind people's backs all of a sudden. Do you know how startled I was?" Lolita patted her chest to calm down.
She suddenly wondered if her boobs would become smaller if she did this often.
"Oh, sorry. Did I scare you? Could it be that you did something wrong that's why you got so surprised with me showing up?" Jason teasingly said.
Lolita's round cheeks made her look like a teenager, much like her name suggested. He couldn't help but want to tease her as soon as he saw her.
Jason was always a serious man. He had never been like this before.
It was a new thing for him.
Ever since he noticed Lolita, she had become the subject of his interests. He couldn't help but poke fun at her when they were in the same room.
Only Lolita could make him feel that way.
"What are you talking about, Mr. Foster? I'm just a scaredy-cat. Why would I ever do something wrong? You're my boss and I am very loyal to you." Lolita pouted.
Jason had a big, bright smile on his face after hearing her words. He thought she was so adorable.
"Well, I would have to see that for myself." Jason continued with his teasing.
But Lolita took it very seriously. "I assure you, Mr. Foster. You have my loyalty in exchange for the roasted lamb for dinner."
Jason grinned. It instantly lifted up his mood. He found it funny how Lolita was really looking forward to the lamb, and he didn't know what to say.
Lolita had an infectious charm. People couldn't help but smile around her.
"Since you're so adamant on having lamb, I'll give you more. I asked for two roasted lambs. Maybe you can have one whole dish to yourself. How does that sound?" Jason looked at her and asked with a faint smile.
Lolita looked at him in disbelief. "Mr. Foster, you mean to tell me I could have a whole lamb all to myself?"
"Of course, only if you want to. I wonder how big your appetite is." Jason raised his eyebrows.
Hearing this, Lolita shook her head and refused. "Mr. Foster, I don't think I can eat a whole lamb in my stomach. I'm not a pig, you know."
"True. Pigs aren't as cute as you." Jason complimented.
Pigs were not as cute as her?
Lolita was taken aback and rendered speechless.
"I don't know much about pigs, but when I first started my firm, I considered a pig farm business. I could have rented a place in the suburbs and started a farm, and if I had, I would be standing here now, talking to you as a pig farm owner." Jason held his laugh and teased her again.
Lolita felt he was simply teasing her with all the pig talk at first, but after seeing how serious he was about starting a pig farm, she almost bought it.
And as she stared at him, she felt astonished.
The jewelry design industry was much more fancy and high-end than animal husbandry. They had nothing in common at all. It was surprising how he would think of it in the first place.
Lolita deemed it strange.
"I see. Well, Mr. Foster, I'm going to get some juice. Do you want some?" Lolita found a very appropriate excuse and was ready to leave.
She didn't want to hear more of his pig talk. She thought she was going to go crazy if he were to bring up the word 'pig' again.
"It would be great. I just had a lot of coffee and tea this afternoon. I could use some light juice and a hint of sweetness." Of course, Jason knew that Lolita was done with him at this point and wanted to leave.
"Okay. I'll go and get you a glass of apple juice. It tastes light." Lolita immediately headed towards the kitchen to prepare some drinks.
She felt that her boss was so weird.
She never knew that Jason could talk nonsense when he was sober. She even started to wonder if he was drunk.
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