I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne
Chapter 1837
"No worries..." Queenie was slightly stunned when she heard that he had not won over Luca. She thought Luca was quite satisfied with Enoch.
After all, Enoch was a good-looking bachelor. Many women were vying for a blind date with him.
"Have you encountered any difficulties?" Queenie thought about it and understood why he wanted to ask them out.
"No, I just want to invite the two of you to a meal." Enoch knew that talking on the phone would not give him the best opportunity, so he wanted to seize the opportunity to meet Queenie in person.
Queenie thought about it for a while. She agreed, thinking that maybe he had something to talk to her about. "Okay, give me the time and date. Mr. Norman may not have time, so I'm not sure if he'll attend. As for me, I'll be there."
"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Norman. I'll keep you posted once I've confirmed the date and time. I won't disturb you and Mr. Norman's rest any further. Goodbye." Enoch was so happy that he wanted to jump upon hearing that Queenie was willing to meet with him.
The last time they met, he noticed that Luca seemed to listen to Queenie.
If Queenie put in a good word for him, maybe Luca would give him a chance.
Enoch was confident in what he could provide for her. He believed that as long as Luca was willing to give him a chance, he could win her heart.
On the other hand.
Jack came out of the bathroom and happened to hear Queenie's last two sentences. He asked, "It's so late. Who's calling?"
"It's Enoch from your department," Queenie replied as she put her phone aside.
"Enoch? What did he call for?" Jack frowned. He had never asked Queenie to help with work.
people in his department would usually not contact Queenie. It was so late as
satisfied with Luca, but Luca doesn't seem to care about him. I'm guessing he wants to ask me for help to put in a few words," Queenie said helplessly. Although she had introduced Enoch and Luca, she thought that the
in him, he should not force it. Queenie
feelings were hers. She could not
were not worried that Bianca's position as Luke's wife would not be
consent. What does he want you to do?" Jack frowned. For a long time, he thought that Enoch was a person who
was Bianca and that he cooperated with Queenie to introduce her to
Enoch. Otherwise, he
Luca a lot." Queenie frowned slightly.
a beat as he looked at her. "Are you going to agree to Enoch's
likes Luca so much, it's not impossible to help once, right, dear? After all, I don't want to see
case. If Luca doesn't like him, it's pointless
introduce someone else to Luca." Queenie had already thought it through. No matter
of young lads working under Jack. She was sure that there would be one Luca would like. Jack shuddered as he listened
blind date for Luca. If he had known that she was Bianca, he would not have
Queenie, she might misunderstand. If he agreed with Queenie, he would cause trouble
about?" Queenie noticed
head and explained, "I think it's up to the young people to deal with their affairs. Maybe Luca is focusing on her career and doesn't have the
needs to get married sooner or later." Queenie did not understand why her husband had
in foreign countries is different from those in A City. If it doesn't work out with Enoch this time, we'll let go
He had agreed with her plan before this, but out of
be meddling in their relationship. Regarding Enoch, I'm sure Luca has her own reasons as to why she's not interested. We can't force her to accept him. She respects us and agreed to our arrangement because of it, but what comes next has to be decided by her..." Jack held Queenie's hand,
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