After Audrey entered her office to carry her bag, the people outside started discussing it instantly.

"It's Ms. Rhodes's husband. The one who came to the company to deliver lunch for her. He is tall and handsome. He's even more charming than male celebrities." Hearing that, many people looked envious.

"Ms. Rhodes is too lucky. Her husband delivered food and came to pick her up personally. She's being loved like a princess."

Eliza was unhappy. She gritted her teeth and said jealously, "So what if he dotes on her? Isn't he still a pauper?"

'It's not like we can allay our hunger by looking at a man's face when we have no money to buy food,' Eliza thought.

Her colleagues looked at each other helplessly and found excuses to leave.

Feeling neglected, Eliza stomped her foot and chased after Audrey.

She wanted to see what kind of new car the gigolo Audrey found could drive to pick her up.

Audrey met many colleagues in the elevator. Everyone was chatting and laughing.

However, at the last second before the elevator door closed, Eliza squeezed in.

The conversation and laughter stopped, and the elevator instantly fell silent.

her awkward expression and raised her head

reached the

Beside the car was

a god descending to the mortal world. This is the first time I've seen someone wear an ordinary white shirt so elegantly. He's too charming." "Ms. Rhodes is so lucky

immediately walked to her. He naturally took the bag from her and asked with concern. "Are

at him. Her soft eyes were filled

words did not affect her

we get home. What do

seriously momentarily and shook her head, looking a little torn. "Well... I haven't thought about it. Why don't we go and take a look

two of them chatted as if no one was around, making the people

live on Hunsmare Road. We can

insensible

politely

almost burst

was using this method to defend her. She

car and left, everyone could not help

Her career is successful, and

words inadvertently hurt

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