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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explained, “It’s fine to leave it there. My secretary orders lunch for

“Oh.”

eat with his head down unhurriedly, and his

been said too many

about to look away,

Angela picked up the lunch box to see what someone

it around and found no logos or brand

give to George and James

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

first layer was fried eggs, and they

removed the layers of dishes. The dishes were very home–cooked, nothing like what one would find in a restaurant. The presentation was also plain, not like how restaurants serve dishes. It looked more like the kind of lunch packed by a young

let’s try a different place next time. The presentation here is really

locked eyes with her for a

the door open, he saw Michael sitting upright in

was

are the documents you asked for. I brought them

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lowered

“What were you thinking? How did you

her

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

that Jonathan was being too lenient

Jonathan now, they would lose any

couldn’t fathom how he ended

unable to explain. “Dad, this time, it’s not my fault. I just don’t want Angela to have anything to do with our

because of

and dares to speak

not grasp the current situation? How

in order to bring

and ensure that Jonathan would never rise

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

sharp blade, causing his expression

long time. Although no one pointed fingers at him and called him an illegitimate son, everyone knew his mother had once been his father’s

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