After the meeting ended, it was three in the afternoon, and Ronan was starving. He had his assistant order some food for him. Then, he called Cordelia, saying, "Come over."
On the phone, his voice sounded deep and magnetic, with an edge of anger.
Cordelia knew what was going on. Jordan had told her right after he came back from the meeting that Mr. Evans had lost his dignity at the meeting today.
Cordelia went to his office.
"What's going on? Are you messing with me?" Ronan sat on his chair, lighting up a cigarette in a manner like he was interrogating a subordinate, and then slammed the lighter on the table.
"That fried steak, I've been making it for over a decade. I could do it with my eyes closed, and it wouldn't be salty. But you're telling me it's salty?" Cordelia responded confidently, not backing down because of Ronan's questioning. On the contrary, she believed she was right.
"Over a decade? You like that dish?" He asked.
Cordelia remained silent for a moment, "Not me, I don’t like it."
"Then who does?" Ronan's way of talking made Cordelia, who was already upset because Deanna had eaten her food the day before, feel a bit overwhelmed.
"It's... my family likes it."
"Me?"
"No, not you. Were you my family a decade ago?" Cordelia's response was a bit harsh as if she was annoyed by Ronan's question or his teasing.
"Right, I only recently became your family."
The word family warmed Cordelia's heart, so she softened her tone and stopped arguing with Ronan. "It was Deanna who told me that the food I cooked was a bit salty, but that's impossible."
"So she told you. So you're jealous now and want to get back at her?" Ronan's tone remained casual, as if all of Cordelia's words were within his expectations.
Caught out by Ronan, Cordelia was naturally embarrassed, her face flushed bright red.
"I... I didn’t... and..." Cordelia was stammering. Even though she had plenty of reasons, she always seemed to be at a disadvantage when talking with Ronan. "I took Jamie's books and notes back yesterday!"
"So you want me to look at these books and notes, tell me you're jealous, and hope I'll be jealous too?" Ronan said.
His words made Cordelia's face redder.
She guessed that she might have been on the list for a raise before she prepared lunch, but after preparing that terrible lunch, she was excluded. Had she encountered this situation because she had bad timing with making that bad lunch?
That was just bad luck!
Plus, she just had a quarrel with Ronan, saying she wouldn't make breakfast for him anymore. Was Ronan waiting for her to apologize now?
If he thought she was going to beg him, he was dead wrong!
Cordelia was still angry, crossing her arms over her chest, not wanting to do anything. Why was she so unlucky?
It seemed like Ronan wanted her to beg for his forgiveness. However, Cordelia had no intention of doing so.
She sent a message to Ronan. [I plan to go shopping with Brooklyn this afternoon and then go home.]
Where would her self-esteem be if she ran to him every time she had a problem? Even if she had to apologize, there should be a buffer time.
Ronan just replied. [OK.]
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