Evan returned to his office and sent John to ask her about it. What does Nicole mean by doing that? Does she think that my cake isn’t good enough for her?
It wasn’t until John came back to report to him that he found out she had left it behind because she was in a rush to pick her kids up after burying herself in work.
She was completely wrapped up in her work?
After hearing John’s words, he couldn’t help but thought, She’s that serious about work?
He suddenly recalled about the time when he was making things difficult for Nicole; he had forced her to copy the information for an entire night back then. Right. She’s serious about her work.
And stubborn too. Almost inhumanely stubborn.
“Remind her to bring it back when working hours are over. She has to try it.”
“Of course, Mr. Seet.”
In the evening, John peeked at Nicole, fearing that she would forget about the cake again.
He was relieved when he saw her walking out of her office with the cake box. He then went up to her and reminded her, “Ms. Tussaud, the president had ordered this for you. You really have to try it.”
Nicole flashed a tense smile at him. It’s just a cake. Does he need to remind me so many times that it’s specifically for me?
Seriously…
“All right, I understand. I’ll definitely try it and remember its taste. I’ll remember Mr. Seet’s kindness.”
John noticed Nicole’s impatience with him, and he knew that he was nagging her. However, he was not to blame. This was Evan’s instructions, and he had to obey him.
Right then, a sneaking suspicion appeared in his mind. Why is Mr. Seet so concerned about whether Nicole eats the cake anyway?
Does Mr. Seet want Ms. Tussaud to realize his intentions?
Well, I hope the cake will make Mr. Seet and Ms. Tussaud closer to each other.
By the time Nicole returned home, the three kids were back from kindergarten.
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