Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 821

Hayden directly went to the top floor and arrived at Jared's office.

When he was about to knock on the door of Jared's office, the door of the assistant's office next door opened.

Ben came out with a document in his arms. When he saw Hayden standing at the door of Jared's office, he was stunned. "Mr. Cohen?"

Hayden raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Ben came to his senses, pushed his glasses, and asked, "Mr. Cohen, why are you here? Are you looking for Mr. Farrell?"

"That's a stupid question." Hayden rolled his eyes at him and asked, "is Jared here?"

Ben also realized that his question was a little stupid. He coughed awkwardly and replied calmly, "Mr. Farrell is there. Mr. Cohen, if you want to see Mr. Farrell, please wait a moment. I will inform him for you."

Hayden narrowed his eyes and asked, "Inform? I'm going to find him now. Do I need to inform him first?"

Noticing that he was a little unhappy, Ben didn't panic. He replied calmly, "here is the thing. Mr. Cohen. Your crush on Ms. Reed made Mr. Farrell very unhappy, so Mr. Farrell gave me an order before. If you come to see him, you can't go in directly as before. Instead, you have to get the permission."

After saying that, Ben shrugged, indicating that he had no choice.

Hayden pursed his lips and said, "well, just because of this, I'm not allowed to see him directly, huh? He's so childish. All right, you can inform him first."

Hayden waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay." Ben smiled politely and knocked on the door of Jared's office.

He was also going to find Jared.

"Come in." After Ben knocked on the door three times, Jared's cold voice came out of the office.

Ben opened the door. "Mr. Farrell, this is the file you want."

"Okay," replied Jared without raising his head. "Put it here."

"Yes, sir." Ben put the file in the most convenient place for Jared to get it. Then he took a step back and kept a distance from the desk. Then he said, "Mr. Farrell, Mr. Cohen is here."

Hearing this, Jared paused slightly, and the pen made a small hole in the paper. The words that he had written were in a mess with the hole.

Jared frowned, put down the pen, picked up the paper, and rubbed it directly. Then he threw it into the trash can aside, rubbed between his eyebrows, and asked, "what is he doing here?"

Ben shook his head. "I don't know. I didn't ask. But Mr. Cohen looked relaxed. I guess he is looking for you to have a chat."

Jared sneered, "I have nothing to chat with him. He must have something to say. Just let him in."

"Okay, Mr. Farrell." Ben nodded, turned around, and left.

Jared leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed. He raised his hand to massage his eyes and did a simple eye care exercise.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer.