Chapter 157 Flowers and card
Claire is currently in her office sorting out documents while also trying to find companies who would want to work with Metacortex in building a robot.
She has found a few companies in which Claire needs to contact them. As she checked the calendar, something struck her mind which made her stop typing.
August 8
It is Alexander Harris birthday in which Claire never forgot.
Back then she used to prepare everything for Alex despite him never appreciating all her hard work. On his birthday, Claire always be the one who is busy preparing his birthday party with his family. She used to wake up early at four to bake Alex cake even though at the end he never ate it, only muttering a small thanks before getting ready to work.
There are also one time when Claire surprises him after he has gone home from work. Alex was in a bad mood and Claire decided to surprise him, which was a bad decision for Claire cause Alex threw away the cake with anger in his eyes. Turns out that day Alex had a problem with his work, and he poured all his anger on Claire.
Claire still doesn’t understand what made Alex dislike her so much back then.
Is it because his grandfather practically force him to this loveless marriage? Or does Alex have other reason? And if Alex was force to, why didn’t he reject it? Why did he keep going with the marriage?
A lot of question run through Claire mind with no possible answer.
At the very time, Sandra entered her office bringing a cup of tea and a biscuit.
“Here is your tea, miss.”
“Thank you, Sandra,” she placed the tea on the coffee table. Claire stood up from her chair and walked to the couch.
“Miss,” Claire looked up to her as she took a seat on the couch. “Today is Mr. Alexander Harris birthday. I have sent him flowers and card wishes ju-”
Claire stood up immediately with her eyes widened. “You what?”
A look of confusion crossed her feature as she stared at her boss. “I–I send him flowers and card wishes?”
“Why did you do that, Sandra? I didn’t tell you send him.”
Sandra looked panicked as Claire face turned slightly pissed. “I apologize Ms. Peterson. I just did what you told me to do.”
She looked down feeling guilty for not asking beforehand. “I never told you to send him flowers, Sandra. So why did you do it?”
“A few months ago, you told me to send flowers and card wishes and even presents to all of your business partners. Harris company is currently our business partner, so I thought you would want me to send it to him to.”
Claire placed his hand on her waist and closed her eyes feeling resigned. She can’t turn back time. What’s done is done. All she can do now is to deal with it.
She sighed. “It is okay, Sandra. It is not your fault. I was the one who told you to do it in the first place.”
“I’m really sorry, Ms. Peterson.”
“Yes, it is fine. You may now go.”
Sandra apologized once more, feeling guilty after seeing her boss reaction. As she settled on her desk, a thought crossed her mind.
Why did Claire act that way? She never acted like that when it comes to other business associate then why did she only act a certain way to Alexander Harris?
Sandra doesn’t like assuming things that doesn’t have any concrete evidence but a few months ago, Claire also acting like this when Alexander proposed a business deal to her.
Alexander was seated in his spacious office, the soft glow of the afternoon sun streaming through the large windows. He was engrossed in signing a stack of documents when a knock on the door interrupted him. Without looking up, he said, “Come in.”
The door opened, and his secretary stepped in. Alex glanced up for a second, then looked back down at the document. “What is it?” he asked, his tone distracted.
“Mr. Harris, you received some flowers,” his secretary informed him, holding a large bouquet.
“From whom?” Alex asked, his tone indifferent as he continued to focus on the document.
“They are from Ms. Claire Peterson,” she replied.
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Alex’s hand froze, and he dropped the pen. He looked up, squinting his eyes as if he hadn’t heard her correctly. “Repeat that, please,” “Aye Claire Peterson sent the flowers,” his secretary repeated.
Alex gestured for her to come forward. She approached and placed the bouquet on his desk. “Thank you,” he said, his voice more attentive
now.
His secretary nodded and quietly left the office, closing the door behind her. Alex leaned back in his chair, stunned not just by the flowers but by the fact that Claire had sent them. He observed the bouquet, a mix of vibrant colors and elegant arrangements, clearly chosen with care. After a moment, he noticed a small card tucked among the flowers. He reached for it, opened it, and read the message inside. It was a simple birthday wish.
He frowned, holding the card in his hand, and read it again, as if he couldn’t believe it. The handwriting wasn’t Claire’s, he was sure of that. Claire didn’t strike him as the type to send such a gesture, especially given their professional relationship.
He knew it was likely orchestrated by her assistant or someone in her office, a standard business courtesy. Yet, deep down, he wished it had come directly from Claire herself.
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