Cordelia frowned. Before she could say anything, she saw the assistant putting on another face.
“Hello, Mr. Findlay!” The assistant hurried out from the reception to welcome the man with all smiles. “What got you here today? Hahaha!”
The shrill laugh did not sit well with Cordelia.
The assistant had basically jogged over to welcome that reporter, and Cordelia took a glance. The guy was a famous senior in the industry who was well-connected with plenty of celebrities and big names.
“Come, welcome!” the assistant said with a chuckle. It was worth wondering whether she did it on purpose—when she went past Cordelia, she knocked her with her shoulder harshly.
“You’re finally here, Mr. Findlay. You have no idea. Some small reporters always overestimate themselves, coming here and causing problems! Hah, thank goodness Neil is free today. He’s all ready for your exclusive interview!
“You write so incredibly. Which of your pieces doesn’t go viral each time? Haha!”
Both of them went in, leaving Cordelia, who stood outside with her hands clenched into fists.
Zephyr went up to hold her hand and smiled softly. “Let’s go.”
Cordelia went out with him. She was in a bad mood and hung her head.
When they got to the milk tea parlor by the street, Zephyr asked, “Boba and grass jelly, which do you like?”
“Huh?” Cordelia looked up and met the man’s tender smile.
The first day after getting married back in Jangasas, she had asked him the same question when she bought milk tea.
She grinned and pointed at the caramel bubble tea, emphasizing that she wanted it iced. She needed something cold right now to cool the rage in her.
Zephyr nodded and went to buy the drinks with an indifferent look. When he came back, Cordelia realized that her milk tea was hot…
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