"Of course, Miss Annie, that's what we should do." Eric agreed. How could he piss the savior of his company just for little money?
Bonnie's expression softened and a smile swept across her face. When Sebastian noticed her micro expression, he was a bit surprised to find her wife hungry for money.
After closing the deal, they had a nice lunch.
"Then let's talk about the details in the evening. I should go." Bonnie then stood up to leave.
"Miss Annie, let me drive you," Eric said quickly.
"Take Julia back to the hotel. I'll just take a cab."
"I'll ask you out on the weekend. I miss the kids! And I brought gifts for them!"
"Okay, see you then."
After that, Bonnie went back to the office.
"Annie, I'm looking for you. Where have you been?" A colleague on the same floor came over.
"Sorry, I went out for a lunch."
"Well then."
But the next two hours of the meeting were boring. No one actually talked about the draft, so she was simply drowsy.
The colleague turned to Bonnie, "Sorry, Annie, maybe you should go back to your desk. Dinner is on me."
"It's alright. I just can't follow you guys." Bonnie quickly walked out with relief. The air outside the conference room was never been so fresh. But because of the stupid meeting, she only had one hour left to work. It was not enough to make a draft, so why not walk around the building? Perhaps she would get inspiration.
But as soon as she reached the neighboring building, someone stopped her. "I'm sorry Miss Annie, you can't go in here."
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