Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Chapter 415

Zachary opened the lid of the insulated lunch box as he said, “If you join my company and work here, you’ll realize that everyone addresses each other this way regardless of position. Our company culture places respect as a priority. Anyway, I’m just an average existence here.”

Serenity stuck her tongue out at him. “Luckily, I don’t have the capability to join your company and work here, or else there’d be too many names to remember.”

Zachary looked at her meaningfully. “You’re in a pretty good position right now. You have freedom, and you earn quite a bit too. You don’t know how many people would envy a self employed person with freedom like you.”

“I couldn’t get used to being managed by someone, so I opened my shop with Jasmine right after graduation. Jasmine’s family helped a lot, or else we wouldn’t have been able to get the operating rights to our shop.”

It was not easy to open a shop right at the entrance of a school.

“Was that copper wire tree bought from my online shop?”

Serenity saw there was a copper wire tree placed on Callum York’s desk.

Zachary hummed in admission. He really did not like looking at Callum’s copper wire tree, because he got it without spending a single cent.

the cubicle area earlier? There’s either a copper wire tree, money tree or maneki–neko on everyone’s desk. Whichever it is, they were all bought from your

you. and Callum for giving the recommendations. Elisa also contributed a lot. She not only recommended me to

shop are higher than the earnings from

easier. The path would be even easier to walk especially if your friends were

lost

craftwork was even displayed in his

not successfully made inroads into the Stone Group yet. His wife was even more capable than he was and had already

As expected of his–Zachary York’s wife! She was

at that moment, she would definitely say he

superior’s office, Serenity only dared look around

and did not wander.

to Zachary and she smiled happily as she watched him eat, asking him from time

but I prefer your home cooking. It’s very

think Mrs. Lane’s cooking tastes better than mine

meaningfully, although it was unclear what he meant by

inexplicably

What was happening?

with those dark eyes of his, her face would not