Alicia was about to suggest that she take her food in, but apparently, Doris had thought ahead and stopped her. As Alicia had already identified the room ahead, she didn't say anything more. "Alright! Thanks!"

"Miss Blanchard, you're welcome."

Doris only left once she watched Alicia go. However, she kept turning back. It wasn't until she heard a pull on the door that she turned back again to make sure, and then she was slightly relieved. Holy sh*t! She had finally done her job!

Looking at the plate in her hand, she was overwhelmed with melancholy. She had ordered whatever was available. The point was, they weren't even her favorite foods. She was on a controlled diet and had already packed her own fruit for lunch.

Amidst her despondency, another equally despondent person pulled open the door of the room beside her.

Their eyes meeting, Chet said, "Come in and eat before you go! What if something else goes wrong?"

What he meant was that if Doris went back, she might have to come down again!

Chet was the one who suffered the most! He was halfway through his meal when Frederick dragged him down, but only when he came down did he realize that Frederick didn't need his company for lunch. He had taken Chet as a chaperone. However, he left Chet behind before Chet had a chance to eat. Not to mention that Chet couldn't leave!

Sure enough, it was tough being Frederick's personal assistant!

Giving Chet a sympathetic look and a nod of agreement, Doris then walked in with her plate.

private room three. Then, the door was closed and she fell into a warm embrace. The next thing she knew, there was

her body was limp and her lips were numb from the

her, Frederick's deep, dark eyes narrowed lightly. He could not resist pecking her again on

and stroke her hair gently. "You're hungry, aren't

on his part. Rather, it was heartfelt and reassuring. Holding Alicia's hand, Frederick led her to a seat off to the

moment. His side dishes were two meat and two vegetables, including black fungus, mushrooms, beef, and fried prawns. These were all

puckered

was uncomfortable with the change in her work environment. After pinching her face, he took a steamed

got my first stash of

was he suddenly

silver spoon in his mouth. It wasn't surprising that he was making money when everyone else was losing money. He had different connections, relationships and backgrounds. Not only did he have a wide range of resources and information, he probably had a lot of people who were willing to invest in him too. This was all because he was the son of the Clements family! The scariest thing about

the cutlery and giving Alicia some tomatoes, Frederick began to

majored in

and even irritating. I needed to calm down and relax! Therefore, for a while, I enjoyed surfing the Internet and playing games. Even after work, this stress-relieving habit

and surpassing the Clements family. He desired to develop a skill he could turn to

all times. When I got annoyed, I went back to my computer at home. Hence, I worked with a few friends who were technologically inclined to develop a mobile application. At that time, what we developed was just a plug-in program. You could use your phone as a computer as long as the phone came out with this program. We developed and tested that program for a few months. Each of us was excited because we managed to turn the idea into a reality!" Frederick still remembered those days

to use it to make a profit. At that time, we were still students. I stood in front of a well-known electrical company for three days waiting for the Technical Supervisor, who wouldn't even give me a chance to present the product in the end. Then, we wanted to take out a loan and invest ourselves. But, the bank turned us down again... I had to wander around for three months before I met someone who appreciated our product. The program was sold for a million dollars and I got $200,000. It was my very first stash of cash. Despite having a tough couple of years, I went from

think he'd get shut

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