Chapter 157: But I’m Too Lazy

The spacious and bright office was decorated in simple black and white tones, much like its owner.

Behind the desk sat a man dressed in an Armani suit, with the top button of his shirt fastened all the way up to give him a chaste appearance.

In front of him lay a stack of files and contracts. When his secretary came in to retrieve some documents, she couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at her handsome boss who looked like he belonged on Mount Olympus.

“Have you seen enough?” Without lifting his head, the man said with an icy voice made her jump with fright.

Her face turned red as she stammered out an excuse, “Mr. Foley, I’m here to pick up yesterday’s contract.”

“My company doesn’t need any airheads. Go get your salary from accounting later.”

The beautiful secretary was left stunned, feeling deeply aggrieved and wanting to explain herself, but she dared not provoke him further. She could only hold back her tears and exit the office.

Unaware of her surroundings as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone walking by.

She instinctively looked up and met a man’s gentle and refined face. The man was dressed in a deep emerald green suit, a color both profound and noble. It complemented his fair complexion, and his smile exuded warmth. His features bore a faint resemblance to Mr. Foley. “I’m sorry,” she apologized reflexively.

“It’s okay,” Vincent replied before gracefully entering Kelvin’s office… Meanwhile at the hospital, Cheyenne had been gaining weight during her week-long stay — all thanks to Benson who rented a temporary apartment nearby so he could bring soup over twice daily without fail! Thankfully, Kate and Reece helped eat some too, or else Cheyenne would have gained even more weight!

would be much better if you gained a little weight. When I hold your hand,

the way, Benson, you’re here at the hospital taking care of me every

has produced numerous world-famous musicians, such as the father of symphony, Hoare, the eccentric composer Vera, and the pioneers of modern pop music, the Guild of Rhythm, which has already etched its name into

students from Chulae

the number of spots has dropped to four, meaning

seems related to Miss

exceptionally well. At just eight years old, she won numerous awards and her fame rivals that

an important test, Benson had an unexpected eye injury and withdrew from

when she

classical symphony “Moonlight Sonata” with modern electronic music, making it more catchy than ever before, becoming one of

her student which gave her an advantage

Miss Weaver’s smooth sailing journey, Benson’s

sneaking into the Gibbs Residence as a child just so she could watch him practice playing the piano. Mrs. Gibbs sold off an ancestral gold bracelet just so she could buy him his piano

distracted while practicing once. It was such a small thing but Mrs. Gibbs slapped him across his face out of anger, then forbade him from eating dinner until he practiced for five hours straight without rest or

Gibbs’ strictness because it helped shape who he is today; however, due to this same strictness towards him, it caused Benson not to

“Don’t you believe in my abilities? Please don’t worry about me! Even

inside, knowing full

months left. She had to

I trust you,” she

Benson couldn’t see her face, just listening to her sweet and clear voice painted a beautiful image of a girl in his

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