Chapter 286 The Pomp of Rich Ladies

Anyway, Hailey would fulfill her promise. She took the task of taking care of Owen. The Moore family members were both elizted and embarrassed. Two bodyguards and two nursing workers were hired to assist her. They were subjected to her instructions. Owen was i single ward. It was spacious.

Early the next morning, Chris knocked on the door with a bunch of people. “Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Moore

He then instructed those people to carry the things in. “Get them in, nice and slow”

Owen lifted his eyes and saw several workers in uniforms carrying in a foldable sofa bed. They then brought in a desk, a chair, a laptop, lamp, a pencil holder, a bookshelf…

The objects piled up and took up nearly half the ward. There was even a white rabbit doll and a pink one sitting there grinning at him.

Owen was stunned. Even the rabbit was in pairs.

After everything was set, the workers left. Chris compared the layout with the drawings given by the designer. He frowned and called Patrick.

“The pencil holder is not right. The one Ms. Newman likes is beige, and you got a gray one. She hasn’t come yet. Go and buy a new one Pay attention to the details.”

Chris hung up the phone, confirmed that there were no other problems, and nodded in satisfaction. He then put the toiletries in the bathroom. When he came out, he saw the puzzlement on Owen’s face.

“Mr. Moore, don’t misunderstand. Ms. Newman doesn’t plan to stay here at night. These are prepared for the office work.” Chris smiled with his eyes, “Rich ladies have a high standard for life. It’s pretty normal.”

was just that he seemed to have misunderstood her

in warm tones. Given that, he thought that she was a girlish woman who dreamed of being a princess. However, except for the two cute rabbit dolls, the other things here, be it the bed, the desk, and the

softened. He was kind enough to invite Chris to have a cup of coffee. Patrick hurried over with the new penholder and

changed it in time, or else Ms. Newman would definitely slam the pencil holder down on my forehead Patrick gulped down the coffee

scary?” Owen cocked his

question?” Chris and Patrick raised their heads in unison, taking the chance to roast their boss. They

anyone that you graduated from a prestigious school. That’s embarrassing. You’ve followed me for so many years but

a sin, but laziness is. When you’re idling around, the women of your dreams are already in

off his glasses and did a perfect imitation. Reluctant to be outdone, Chris lay back in the chair and mimicked

for you at the entrance and live-stream your show? I bet you’ll make more money Who wants to go? You

that you can join any company

Owen, who had suffered from Hailey’s venomous tongue, also laughed. Soon, the two men put away

guiltily looked at Owen, “Mr. Moore, you know what we mean.” Owen sanctimoniously shook his head. “Well,

to roast our boss. You don’t want your job anymore?” Patrick narrowed his eyes. “Bro, you

Chris’s face, “How is that possible? I respect Ms. Newman from the bottom of my heart.” Patrick echoed in a hurry, “I’m a big fan.

door opened, and in came a gust of wind. She was wearing a sweater, a leather skirt, and a pair

two men

my

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