Chapter 362
Tiffany wiped the tears on her face and was back to her usual elegant composure. She walked to the office door and knocked on it.
Oliver looked at her back and awkwardly retrieved his hand.
Right, he was merely an assistant. What rights did he have to comfort her?
Inside the office, Julian heard the knocking and instantly kept the pill.
“Come in.”
Tiffany pushed open the door and went in, the sadness on her face was no longer seen as it was replaced by a faint smile. “Hello, Julian. Haven’t seen you for a while. I brought you some cakes.”
Tiffany then walked to his table and placed down a container filled with exquisite cakes made by a well-known chef with limited numbers daily. She went through all the trouble to get them.
Julian looked at the cakes with a deadpan expression as he commented, “Why did you come out? I think you should come out less these days-too many reporters.”
“I miss you, and I want to tell you that,” uttered Tiffany as she walked over to him and sat on his lap. She hooked her arms around his neck and continued, “I feel so tired and sick. Why don’t we stop plotting against Charmine? How about we get married, have a few kids, and live a simple life? I’ll give you all of my assets and shares from the Jordan family. I’ll always support you and be a good wife.”
Tiffany’s voice was soft and gentle.
Despite that, Julian found it rather insulting.
Tiffany wanted to give all of her assets and shares? What use was her pitiful portion of the Jordans’ shares?
Julian places his hands on her waist. “Tiffany, you don’t understand. Why the hurry? We’ll wait until you get at least fifty percent of the shares.”
Did he just say 50 percent of the shares?
She would have to get Charmine and her parents’ shares! How could she do that with her reputation?
Julian was just finding an excuse to delay things!
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