"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

on the spicy noodle

it could be solved, it was better to solve it. This would save his competitors from making a fuss about

assistant

one, then frowned slightly.

later, Matthew personally handed a public relations draft that he had written over to his

a low voice,

at Matthew's draft and there was a look

he hadn't understood what Matthew wanted to do with all the information regarding the

now that he

have

read the material, come to a decision, and wrote the draft. Such skill and speed was

dinner at the Perry

truth, she did not want to spend too much time

the Perry family's villa, she had nowhere else to

family home occasionally was all right, but it wasn't realistic to go back so often. She was afraid that it would arouse suspicion. After all,

that, she didn't enjoy shopping as much

a while, Selina still returned

hated this place and hated Matthew, she

conversations she had with Brine

dinner, Brine had made a bowl of pasta with meatballs. Selina had

sauce and topped off with shredded cheese. Even at first glance,

After she had finished a bowl, she couldn't help but

eat happily,

is what we

to like

want to eat two bowls of it everyday.

Erine agreed immediately.

she said cheerfully. "You

meatbail, and

"Not like other women?"

another meaning behind it. Was

she

took a piece of tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth and pretended to ask casually, "Erine, who would be

were filled

you not know? A woman used to come here and I made her a bowl of

However, as soon

attitude toward me changed. Can you guess

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