Fortunately, the embarrassing situation did not last long. They didn't have to wait long, for the yam porridge was packed soon.
The waiter handed the bag over, and Frank quickly reached for it. Having been a secretary for so many years, he had long been proficient in such small matters.
However, before his hand touched the bag, Raymond raised his hand and took it first.
Seeing Frank reaching out, Raymond frowned slightly.
Frank felt like he had lived for more than thirty years and had never been so embarrassed.
"Sorry, Mr. Shaw." Raymond’s attention was no longer on Frank. He was looking at an old woman passing by the window of the porridge shop. The old woman was carrying a basket of flowers.
Frank followed Raymond's line of sight, and he saw the old woman selling flowers. Although a little curious, he didn't ask anything because of the embarrassment of rushing to take the porridge bag just now.
Raymond went out and came to the old woman. Frank hurried out after him.
Frank watched in surprise as Raymond gave the old woman money and took the basket of flowers into his hand.
When did his boss become so loving?
Frank was a little surprised. At this time, Raymond, who was carrying the flower basket, saw surprised Frank standing there. Raymond's eyebrows moved a little, and he whispered, "Secretary Frank?"
Hearing Raymond call him, Frank came back to his senses.
Raymond, in Western dress and leather shoes, carried a bag of yam porridge in his left hand and a basket of flowers in his right hand, which was really rare.
Frank couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Shaw, who did you buy these flowers for?"
"My wife loves flowers," Raymond said.
There were hydrangea flowers in the basket. Raymond knew that Scarlett liked them. One plant had been planted in their villa, but it had just been planted and had not yet grown.
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