"Since Manager Han has apologized, let's just forget it!" Monique pulled Henry's sleeve and accidentally swept it to his palm.
An electric current flowed into Henry's heart along his skin.
His eyes instantly became warm.
He held Monique's small hand in his palm in an overbearing manner.
They were holding each other's hands.
He put his five fingers together and wrapped her firmly in his palm.
Monique was a little embarrassed. After all, there were still many people in the office now.
She blushed and tried to pull back her hand, but Henry held her hand tightly and refused to let go.
Monique only struggled for a moment before giving up.
Then she was obedient.
Only then did she coldly glance at Han Jingjing. "You’re demoted to the deputy manager, and care about yourself!"
His magnetic, low voice was cold and piercing.
There was an undeniable domineering tone in his tone.
Han Jingjing held her palm, and her nails deeply sank into it.
"Thank you, President." Xiao Zhao quickly thanked for Han Jingjing.
Henry didn't look at Han Jingjing again, and directly took Monique to the lounge.
The waiter with the dishes behind also came in.
He brought in the dishes one by one.
Then he respectfully and carefully placed it on the table.
The table in the lounge was for rest. Occasionally, it was used to receive some guests who came to visit.
So it was not big.
Henry brought a lot of food.
They lined up a large table.
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