Richest Mogul

Chapter 1681

In the past few days, Priscilla found herself actively seeking opportunities to meet with Joe. Most of these encounters were work-related or involved delivering coffee, but she took them as chances to get closer to him.

Yet Joe's attitude toward her remained unchanged. He treated her no differently than the other two assistants-there was no special attention, no softer tone, and not even the slightest hint of extra kindness. His behavior was professional, and he was indifferent to her attractiveness.

The only time she noticed a change in his demeanor was when he spoke on the phone with Skylar.

Priscilla pursed her lips and lowered her gaze to her freshly manicured nails, her heart racing with anticipation. This business trip was her opportunity. She wanted Joe.

She was determined to become Joe's woman, even if it meant being a secret lover.

She glanced at the road ahead before turning to Joe. "Mr. Martin, up ahead is the largest rest stop on this route. It has a wide variety of dining options."

She had already checked the route before they left, knowing exactly where the rest stops were. Compared to her attentiveness, the other two male colleagues were somewhat passive.

Although their roles were well-defined, it was clear that in situations like this, being attentive and thoughtful mattered more. After all, this was a rare opportunity to travel on business with Joe, and everyone wanted to showcase their skills.

men

surprise that she had successfully completed the selection process and was

looks, sensing that Priscilla's motivations might

with a brief nod but said

sitting next to him before

curled the corners of her lips into

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was bustling with travelers, and several cars were parked in the lot. It resembled a small shopping mall, offering a variety

sandwiches, salads, and snacks.

Priscilla asked, getting

quickly responded, "I know what Mr. Martin prefers. I'll take care

a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself and nodded with

often enjoyed sandwiches

would prepare them together. Even Vivian would join in, making tiny sandwiches

didn't compare. After a few