He was standing on the corridor in front of the lift with his back against the wall. There was a touch of worry on his handsome face.
It looked like something was weighing on his mind.
Florence rarely saw such an expression on Reynold. Every time when she saw him, he would had a bright smile and an unruly look on his face.
“Mr. Myron.”
Florence walked towards his with worries.
Reynold then came back to his own sense. He looked up and saw Florence standing beside Ernest.
Ernest was only a few inches away from Florence and his tall figure overshadowed Florence, giving people a sense of possession.
Reynold felt even gloomier.
He shifted his gaze back to Florence and curled his lips into a smile, “Finished your meal?”
“Yeah, what about you? Why are you here?” Florence asked.
Of course he was here to wait for her.
Ernest and Florence had meal in an exclusive restaurant that was opposite to the restaurant for staff and they took an exclusive lift, so generally speaking they would not encounter others. But as Reynold hadn’t seen Florence having meal in the restaurant for staff for several days and he asked others about it and figured out what was going on.
It turned out that Ernest had been having meals with Florence alone.
Reynold felt inexplicably jealous and fretful, but he still maintained his smile.
“I also finished my meal. I’m walking around casually.”
Reynold randomly found an excuse.
He then asked, “What about you? I haven’t seen you for several days. What are you busy with?”
“I’m reading on the books related to the project of PJ?”
“How’s your progress? Do you have any problem?”
Reynold asked with concern. When speaking, he subconsciously took a glance at Ernest.
Ernest started learning designing several days ago, and Reynold didn’t believed that he would be so talented that he even had a thorough understanding of PJ and that he had no problem with it.
Florence shook her head, “Temporarily I have no problem.”
Ernest had solved all her problem. Florence felt that her worldview had been refreshed again and again over the past several days and thought that Ernest was extraordinary talented.
It was true that except for the gap of identity, there was also a huge gap of intelligence between human beings.
Reynold’s hope was crashed and he felt a bit disappointed.
He said with a smile, “That’s good. Feel free to ask me if you have any problem.”
“Okay.”
Florence nodded her head and then studied Reynold carefully. Unlike the feeling he gave her when he was leaning against the door just now, with a smile on his face and a pair of glimmering eyes, his gloominess seemed to have been swept away.
Although she was still worrying that something bad would have happened to him, Florence felt it inappropriate to probe into it since Reynold didn’t tell anything to her or show anything.
She had a small talk with Reynold and then said goodbye to him and walked into the life.
The moment the doors of the lift were closed, the smile on Reynold’s face disappeared and he was clutched by a touch of gloominess.
He clenched his fists tightly that even the creaking sounds of his bones could be heard.
Ernest finally took actions. From the conversation with Florence just now, he could perceive her attitude towards Ernest. With regard to this trend, it was only a matter of time for them to reconcile with each other.
At that time, he would not have any chance.
“Ernest, since that’s the case, let’s see who is more capable.”
Reynold gritted his teeth and said ambitiously and determinedly.
He had flirted with many women before but he never failed to get the woman he wanted.
Moreover, he really had fallen for Florence.
She was bound to be his woman.
Reynold secretly made up his mind. After a long while, he produced his phone and sent a WeChat message to Florence.
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