I did not like how Sawyer behaved so casually as though we were very familiar. I nodded at him and then went to check on the bidding. There was a big crowd and everyone was fighting for the Roberts Group's auditing project.
I had a headache halfway through the event but I did not know what was wrong. Kelsey noticed I was not feeling well, hence she helped me to the lounge and served me a glass of water. She spoke, "Miss Reid, there are still a few companies left. If you're not feeling well, you should go to the hospital."
I shook my head. I had heard most of the auditing firms' presentations. After sipping some water, I turned to her and instructed, "Keep an eye on the other companies later. If there are any suitable ones, keep their proposals as a reference. Never mind if there are none."
After listening to a majority of the presentations, I was now quite familiar with them. I rested in the lounge while Kelsey went back to check on the other auditing firms.
It was not easy being a mother. I thought I would be fine but I had never expected to encounter these minor problems during such occasions.
"What are you thinking about? You're so absorbed in your thoughts." Suddenly, a callous voice hinted with sarcasm rang in my ears.
I glanced over and spotted Sawyer. I rubbed my eyes and retorted, "What are you doing here? What about the presentation?"
"I'm worried about you!" He strode to stand behind me and massaged my temples. I wanted to pull away but his strong arms held me in place.
He ordered coldly, "Stop being so stubborn."
I was tired, hence I simply let him do as he pleased. Surprisingly, my headache was getting better as he worked his hands.
After I had eased up, he let go and stared at me. "How are you feeling?"
I nodded. "I feel better, thank you."
Then, he sat down and was no longer frivolous. He asked solemnly, "What is Hendrix to you?"
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