"Don't you agree?" It was a statement rather than a question.

Matthew was explaining his attitude to Matheo instead of asking for his opinion.

Matheo understood Matthew's attitude through his words.

He felt that there was no need for him to say anything else.

"You go ahead with your work. I'll get going." Matheo stood up.

"I'll walk you out." Matthew got up as well.

Matheo smiled and declined his offer. "You better go ahead with your work first. Accompanying Miss Whitlock probably takes up a lot of your time. Your time in the company is very precious, so I won't delay you any further."

Matthew couldn't help but chuckle.

"Okay then, take care." He didn't insist.

When Matheo got to the door, he suddenly stopped.

He looked back at Matthew.

Matthew was already sitting at a large desk, looking at documents. He seemed to notice Matheo's gaze and raised his head again. "Matheo, was there something else?"

The corners of Matheo's lips curled, and in a joking tone he said, "It's nothing. I just suddenly thought of something and wanted to remind you."

"Go ahead."

"Matthew, with all due respect, Miss Whitlock is a bit too playful."

"I know." Matthew's expression was blank. "It's normal for a young girl to act like that. I can tolerate it." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The corners of Matheo's lips twitched. "It may not be a big deal this time, but who knows, she might send photos of you in the shower to the publishing company next time."

Matthew kept silent.

He said helplessly, "Don't worry. Even if she does, no newspaper would dare to publish it."

Matheo felt that there was no need for him to continue talking.

There was a saying that encapsulated this well: 'One is willing to hurt, one is willing to be hurt.'

Matheo left, Matthew called his assistant

his assistant to gather some information on the spicy noodle shop he

important, but if it could be solved, it was better

after, his assistant sent the

flipped through the pages one by one, then frowned slightly. He looked immersed in

later, Matthew personally handed a public relations draft that he had

a low voice,

there

wanted to do with all the information regarding

only now

couldn't help but have deep admiration

he had read the material, come to a decision, and wrote the draft. Such skill and

the Perry

truth, she did not want to spend too

Perry family's villa, she had nowhere else to

so often. She was afraid

she didn't enjoy shopping as much as

still returned to the Perry family

hated this place and hated Matthew, she did

with Brine were quite

made a bowl of pasta with meatballs. Selina

with sauce and topped off

had finished a bowl, she couldn't help but ask Erine if there was more. Seeing that Selina really enjoyed the food, Erine immediately

eat happily,

Whitlock, this is what we make

didn't expect you to like it

I want to eat

Erine agreed immediately.

cheerfully. "You are not like

a meatbail, and her eyes

"Not like other women?"

was another meaning behind it. Was it possible that Matthew

of asking questions, she finished her food

and pretended to ask

were filled with

did you not know? A woman used to come here and I made her

However, as soon

me

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