I shook my head and put away my phone. He then called Evan, took my hand, and rubbed my fingertips. He asked with a smile, "How's your hand?"
It took me a while to realize what he meant. My face turned a little red, and I took my hand back, "What are we eating?"
"You'll know in a while," He reached out to hold me in his arms, pressing my head against his chest.
I wasn't used to it. When I tried to pull back, he wrapped his arms around my waist and said, "One more minute."
When Evan came in, he was carrying a bag, in which there were many small containers. He left after putting the bag on the table.
Hendrix had an incoming call. I knew that he was busy, so I took out the containers from the bag and saw that there were pastries and porridge from the Gallery Lane.
After taking few more bites, I noticed that Hendrix was quite busy. I didn't want to disturb him anymore, so I got up and prepared to go back to my office.
It was normal for Andrea to be around here. Therefore, I wasn't surprised when I saw her when I left Hendrix's office, carrying a lunch box in her hand. It looked like she was bringing food for Hendrix.
Seeing me had just come out from Hendrix's office, she stretched out her arm and blocked my way, "Why are you here?"
The way she asked was really funny.
I raised my eyebrows while looking at her, and asked, "Do you think you are at the top of the world just because you wore branded clothes and watches, Miss Burton?"
As expected, she acted differently after reuniting with her wealthy family.
"That's right. I'm nobler than you. Which is why I'm the only one who's worthy of Hendrix," She said with a look of arrogance.
I wasn't in the mood to mess with her. I replied flatly, "Well yes, you two are a match made in heaven!"
After that, I ignored her and prepared to go back to the office.
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