Jared's eyes lit up when he saw Amber say that she had made the soup for him. He couldn't help but feel happy.
But very quickly, Jared forcefully suppressed this joy and gripped his phone tightly.
This soup... he couldn't take the soup!
He had already chosen to stay away from her.
If he accepted this soup, then Amber would not know that he was trying to distance her. The next time, she would continue to come over.
And could he continuously refuse?
No, he was very sure that he could not do it. After all, it was the soup that his beloved woman made for him. No man would really be ruthless enough to refuse again and again.
At that time, his distance and abandonment of Amber would become a joke.
So no matter what, he would not accept this soup.
He could only harden his heart from the very beginning. Otherwise, it would only make him even more reluctant.
Thinking of this, Jared closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his temples.
After a moment, when he opened his eyes again, there was only determination in his eyes.
"Ben." Jared picked up the landline microphone and called Ben's office.
Ben was busy with his work. When he heard the landline ring, he put down the pen in his hand and answered the phone. "Mr. Farrell."
"Amber sent me a soup at the front desk. You go and collect it. Then send it back to her and tell her not to spend too much effort in the future. I won't accept it."
After that, he hung up the phone.
"..." Ben raised the microphone and looked at the pile of documents in front of him that needed him to deal with urgently. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.
Well, it seemed that he had to work overtime again tonight.
Putting the microphone back on the landline, Ben smiled bitterly and patted his face. Then he stood up and left the office.
About an hour later, Ben came to Goldstone Co. with a thermostat.
Amber was having a meeting in the conference room. Sheila pushed the door open and came in. "Ms. Reed."
"What's wrong?" Amber pressed her hand down slightly, indicating for the meeting to stop first. Then she looked at Sheila and asked.
Sheila looked at the people in the conference room, then walked to her side, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Ben is here."
"What is he doing here?" Amber raised her eyebrows.
Sheila shook her head. "I'm not sure, but according to what the receptionist said, he is carrying a thermal container."
Amber smiled slightly.
She knew.
It should be Jared who asked Ben to return it.
"Tell him to wait for me in my office first. The meeting will be over soon," said Amber.
Sheila nodded and turned to leave.
Amber put away the expression on her face, turned her eyes back to the people below, and said lightly, "Alright, let the meeting continue."
The solemn atmosphere in the meeting room returned.
About ten minutes later, the meeting ended.
Amber closed her laptop and walked out of the conference room first.
Back in the office, Amber pushed the door open and entered. Ben immediately stood up and greeted her indifferently. "Ms. Reed."
"Hello, Ben." Amber nodded slightly and walked over to her work.
When she arrived, she saw the thermos on her desk and was about to say something.
Ben took the lead and said, "Ms. Reed, this is the soup you made for our Mr. Farrell. Mr. Farrell asked me to send it back to you."
Amber's face froze.
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