Serve No One This Life

Jonathan sat on the couch, opened the lunch box, and took out the dishes and rice bowl. “Have you eaten the portion for one person!”

Angela nodded. “Yes, I ate before coming”

Then, she began to look around his office. It was her first time here.

A few seconds later, Jonathan murmured in acknowledgment.

They ate in silence.

This style matches perfectly with the decoration of Springgate Estates. Angela figured it was the work of an interior designer.

In less than a minute, the door was pushed open again, and a female secretary brought in at cup of tea. “Miss Angela, here’s your tea.”

Angela casually replied. “Okay, thank you.

“Not Miss Angela, it’s Mrs. Lawson.” Jonathan stopped using his cutleries and glanced at the secretary. “This is my wife. In the future, when she comes, just bring it directly to my office.”

“Okay, Mr. Lawson, Mrs. Lawson. The female secretary looked at Angela with a complicated. look, then got up and left the room.

Within a few minutes, there was another knock on the office door.

“Come in.”

The secretary held a lunch box and said nervously, “Mr. Lawson, this is the lunch that was ordered in advance and has been delivered.”

Jonathan didn’t even look up and said softly, “Just leave it there.”

Lunch? Is this what he normally eats if lunch isn’t delivered?

She turned around and happened to see the secretary looking at her. The latter quickly withdrew her gaze and left the office.

Angela curiously asked, “Jonathan, is this your work lunch?”

Jonathan, who was still eating, looked up at her, then glanced at the lunch box placed on the

M M

M

81% 11:02

to leave it there. My secretary

“Oh.”

with his head down unhurriedly,

been said too many times. ‘Serious men are the most

was about to look away, she inadvertently glanced

lunch box to see what someone

insulated container. She turned it around and found no logos

to George and James for their work lunches, and Fanny would

the lunch box down, unscrewed the lid, and

eggs, and they were… smiley face

were very home–cooked, nothing like what one would find in a restaurant. The presentation was also plain, not like how restaurants serve

“Jonathan, let’s try a different place next time. The presentation here

eyes with her for a few seconds, then

Christopher was escorted into Michael’s office by his assistant. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Michael sitting upright in his chair with

realized he was in for a

you asked for.

2/4

as 11:02

carefully handing the documents to Michael, Christopher lowered his head nervously. unable to

pointed at Christopher, Sternly reprimanding, “What were you thinking? How did you end up arguing with Jonathan again? And that Angela,

her

backing of the Sanders Family. the patriarch’s disapproval of Christopher and Teresa lingered due to Elisa’s

he believe that Jonathan was being too lenient

now, they would lose any benefits

he was, couldn’t fathom how he

my fault. I just don’t want Angela to have anything to do with our family.

because of that d’mned woman,

know her place and dares to speak

you not grasp the current situation? How long do you want to carry the stigma

to bring down Jonathan. time was

when the would strike and ensure

Lawson Group would belong to the father and son–no, the Sanders Group!

like a sharp blade, causing

been weighing heavily on him for a long time. Although no one pointed fingers at

I