Chapter 838

It was no wonder Larry was always sighing as if most of his life had been lost.

As expected, life is hard when working under Hanson, Vania criticized internally. Anger was bad for one's health though, so she could not let him continue fuming in anger.

Furthermore, she was not done with putting on a show yet.

Hence, she calmed herself and ensured there was a seductive smile on her face before reaching out to push the door open.

However, the door had only opened a crack before something was sent crashing near her foot.

"Do you not understand me? Get out!"

Hanson did not look up from his documents, but the intense oppressive aura he radiated clearly showed his immense anger.

She looked down at the shattered teacup by her foot. What a pity.

This was an incredibly rare teacup. What a waste.

"Don't be angry, sir," she replied in the same sultry voice.

It was only then that he noticed that something was off about the voice speaking to him. He hurriedly looked up and dazedly said, "It's you, darling."

That sultry voice she used made him think it was someone else.

"Who did you think it was?" she asked, making her voice ring with a hint of jealousy as she sauntered over to him.

That made him freeze in embarrassment. After all, he could not truly tell her that he assumed she was just one of his idiotic employees.

In the end, Hanson mumbled, "I just don't like strangers bringing me my meals." He then hugged her. "Were you hit?"

He even carefully examined her. He regretted his previous behavior so much. It would have been terrible if his wife were hurt.

Vania shot him an amused look. A stranger? she thought. Are his employees still strangers to him?

He certainly was good at making up excuses. He could tell what she was thinking, so he immediately tightened his arms around her. "Let's not talk about that, darling."

The best way to distract her was always to act like a spoiled child.

She smiled and played along with his ploy. "Look at what I brought you," she said while unpacking the food.

Soon, Hanson's nose was filled with the fragrance of food.

Suddenly, he felt somewhat hungry.

The restaurant the food came from was one of his favorite restaurants.

It had been a long time since he last dined there and the fragrance was making him crave their dishes. "What made you think of going to this restaurant?" he asked.

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