Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317 

Aurelia and Leslie stared into each other’s eyes in silence, both trying to read the other. 

Her heart raced in the face of his handsome features, and she felt a sudden urge. 

She couldn’t hold back the words from spilling from her lips. 

“Mr. Synder, who do you like if you don’t like someone else?” 

She screamed inwardly and froze. 

“Why did I ask that? What exactly am I trying to do?” Aurelia thought. 

Leslie seemed slightly moved. This was the first time she saw the twirl of emotions in his eyes in such 

proximity. 

Frowning, he moved his lips when he was interrupted by the person next to him. 

“The delivery guy isn’t sending the food up. I’m in the middle of something, so can someone pick it up for me?” 

“I’m busy, too. Just get the delivery guy to drop the food off in the lobby.” 

“My pasta is going to get soggy!” 

Aurelia immediately distanced herself from Leslie and stood up. 

“I will pick the food up for you. You guys carry on working…” 

With that, she darted out. 

It wasn’t until she was inside the elevator that she started panting heavily. 

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she saw herself blushing. 

Rubbing her face, she could still feel Leslie’s breath caressing her cheeks. 

“I’m going mad. Oh, what was he going to say just now? I should have asked him. Wait, should I? No, I don’t dare to,” she said aloud. 

Aurelia felt like a fool for talking to herself in the elevator. 

As she stepped out, the doors closed behind her. She caught a glimpse of a woman in a black dress walking past her but didn’t see clearly. 

She didn’t pay much attention and headed directly to the lobby, where she found everyone’s takeout. 

She thought there wouldn’t be much, but the men’s appetite for food surprised her. 

Each takeout box was as big as a pot. 

She wondered if they could consume all of that. 

Charly $17 

Upon further thought, she realized they must have overworked their brains and were tavenons. 

Aurella struggled with five bags in each hand and three takeout boxes in her arms. 

She even had to use her foot to press the elevator door open. Once inside, she felt like her arms were 

about to be torn off. 

When the elevator doors finally opened, she hurried towards the office, 

Even before entering, she heard cheerful voices conversing from inside. 

“Ms. Whitlock, thank you so much for bringing us coffee,”