Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Birthday Gift

Since she gained a foothold in the Gingers, the men who negotiate and do business with her no longer dare to underestimate her. However, it’s rare in the workplace to encounter someone like Ian Linton, who is courteous and treats people with such a refreshing grace.

The journey from the hospital to the Ginger Residence takes about an hour.

Ian Linton wasn’t driving fast, and combined with the rush hour traffic, it was already 8 PM by the time they returned to the Ginger Residence.

Daisy Ginger got out of the car, stood at the door, and waved to Ian inside the car, "Ian, thank you for today. Be safe on the road."

Ian nodded gently. Just as Daisy was about to enter the gate, he suddenly called out to her: "Director Ginger."

Daisy paused slightly, turned her head, her clear gaze falling on Ian’s face with a hint of curiosity, "Hmm?"

Ian opened the car door and got out. He held a small white gift box in his hand and handed it to her, his voice warm and gentle, "It was your birthday the day before yesterday, right? I didn’t get a chance to give you a gift, so I’m making it up today. Happy birthday, Director Ginger."

Daisy was slightly taken aback, her gaze falling on the small gift box in Ian’s palm. She reached out to take it, hesitated for a moment, and then asked with a soft smile, "Can I open it now and take a look?"

Ian smiled and said, "Of course you can."

Inside, two platinum

but were given

looked at them for a moment, then lifted her head to smile slightly at

wasn’t moved would certainly be a

of her friends, it seemed that no

work colleague with no personal ties, remembered her birthday and even prepared

a wonderful husband. Abigail Perry’s taste

at her, the smile on his face becoming even softer as he gently

nodded, watching Ian get into the car, before she

nice, sweeping away the unpleasantness of having lunch with Edward Stephens

hadn’t driven away. He turned his head, his gaze falling on the slender silhouette

enveloped her like a thin veil, making her look so real, yet

completely disappeared from view that Ian gripped the steering wheel

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