Eric was afraid that others might not know that the picture was meant for Nicole.
Nicole was speechless and cursed him a million times in her heart. 'This son of a b*tch is crazy! Can't he just focus on being a good boss? What's the point of him always thinking about conquering the kitchen? Also, why does he have to involve me and drag me into his s h*t from time to time?! What the hell!’
There were all sorts of praises below Eric’s post.
[Mr. Ferguson, the desserts you made look amazing!]
[That's awesome! How blessed would it be to try Mr. Ferguson's cooking?]
[Sincerity is the key to success!]
Nicole grunted. 'Haha! If I give them this "blessing", will they dare to take it?'
After a while, Keith finally could not help but ask what was on everyone's mind.
[Honestly, did you really make these with your own hands?!]
At least there were still people who were not willing to blatantly lie.
Not long after, Eric finally replied.
[No, but I tasted them myself.]
The answer was simple and concise.
Everyone finally shut up.
In the evening, Nicole left work.
The receptionist called out to her.
"President, someone sent you a delivery."
Nicole raised her eyebrows. She did not remember ordering anything. Logan would usually be in charge o f her deliveries.
After walking over to take a look, Nicole saw a delicate little food box.
She opened it and saw that it was filled with desserts.
Nicole's face changed drastically. 'Damn it! That annoying Eric Ferguson keeps haunting me!'
She smiled and pushed it back to the receptionist." You haven't had dinner, right? Take it back and eat it."
The receptionist was flattered. 'OMG! These desserts were intended for President Nicole. She's so down to earth!'
"Thank you, President!"
After Nicole left, the receptionist opened the box and saw that there was a note inside.
Someone had written in fluid and beautiful handwriting with a fountain pen.
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