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

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and explained, “It’s fine to leave

“Oh.”

eat with his head down unhurriedly, and his posture was exceptionally

said too many

was about to look away, she inadvertently

Angela picked up the lunch box to see what someone like Jonathan, a businessman of his

turned it around

to give to George and James for their work lunches, and

box down, unscrewed the lid, and a strong egg fragrance

was fried eggs, and they were…

presentation was also plain, not like how restaurants serve dishes. It looked more like the

a different place next time. The

her for a

into Michael’s office by his assistant. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Michael sitting upright in his chair with a stern expression and a

immediately realized he was in for a

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

did you end up arguing with Jonathan again? And that Angela, she’s

her

the backing of the Sanders Family. the patriarch’s disapproval of Christopher and Teresa lingered due to Elisa’s death. He had insisted on Christopher marrying Angela before, but now, despite Christopher’s

Jonathan was being too lenient with

Jonathan now, they would lose any benefits they might

how he ended up with a son

He was unable to explain. “Dad, this time, it’s not my fault. I just don’t want Angela to have anything to do with our family. What right does she, a

of that d’mned

place and dares

his sentence, Michael sternly interrupted, “Enough! Understand your place. Do you not grasp the current situation? How long do you want to carry the stigma of being an

had to endure in order to

ensure that Jonathan

Group would belong to the father and son–no,

Christopher’s heart like a sharp blade, causing his expression to

long time. Although no one pointed fingers at him and called him an illegitimate son, everyone

I