Chapter 079

She was so surprised that she unconsciously raised her voice which was sharp, with a few indescribable ambiquous accents. They froze. The moment when their eyes met, they were very awkward. August gave her a cold look and spoke indifferently, "What do you think I want to do?" With that he lifted his hand and put Lucia's calf on his lap, then without haste, he pulled the tea table drawer open and took

out the bruise spray from it. Lucia blushed, ashamed and bashful. She thought he was going to do something to her...

August slowly opened the lid, aimed at Lucia's reddened knee, and directly pressed the nozzle. When the cool liquid sprayed out, Lucia felt her knee cool a bit, then her calf involuntarily shrank back, and her face

scrunched up. Although the skin on her knee was not broken, it still stung a little when the medicine was sprayed on it. August gave Lucia a look, picked up a cotton swab to wipe up the medicine that had run down, and said with a cold face, "You deserve it." The medicine was sent to her but she didn't treat the wound herself. So she deserved the pain. Lucia froze, a little confused, "Wh-what?" She couldn't have heard it wrong. Ignoring her, August picked up the bottle and sprayed the wound again before releasing her ankle. He packed his things while coldly saying, "Well, do not touch the water for a few days, and remember to spray medicine." Lucia looked up just in time to see the perfect side of August's face. His high nose was as sharp as a knife and his lips were pursed into a line, making others unconsciously feel he was so indifferent. If August changed into a white coat at this time, he would definitely be an unbelievably eye-catching ascetic doctor. With this idea flying through her mind, Lucia unconsciously blushed. Seeing that Lucia didn't say anything for a long time, August turned his head and met the woman's eyes with a frown. "Don't think too much." He rose gracefully and gave her a cold look, "I'm returning the favor you gave me the last time you applied the medicine. If you have nothing else to do, you can go out."

With that, he stepped away and sat down at his desk, continuing to flip through the documents in his hands.

Lucia snapped back to her senses, sheepishly. As if to cover up the little mind of being discovered, she said gamely, "Who thinks more." With that, she got up and walked towards the door.

Just as she reached the door, August's voice came from behind her, "Stop." As soon as Lucia turned around, she saw him toss the meeting minutes to the desk, "Take them back and re-perfect them before handing them to me."

didn't expect him to think it was no good. Very angry, but she did not dare to say anything more. So, she took the minutes of the meeting and immediately fled out of the conference room. She felt that August was taking a personal vendetta, so she unconsciously got a little angry. Forgot it. She was lucky to

she picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, Lucia hesitantly pressed the answer button.

back

your flight? "Ill send you the boarding pass later and you can come with my brother!" Lucia paused, a little surprised, "How do you know... Paula seemed to have guessed what she wanted to ask before she finished her sentence, "My brother already told me! He just came back and met you on a blind date. It's fate!" Thinking that the blind mate was her best friend's brother, Lucia was still a little embarrassed, "Maybe...' Paula loughed and teosed,

go. "Paula!" Lucia

a smile on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I surrender. Don't you forget to

"Okay, don't worry." The two of them talked for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone. Looking at the time, it was almost the end

documents in their hands, looking like they were also going to the Archives, and while they were walking, they said, "Have you heard

Mr. Stebbing that President

"Yes, it's him?"

our company is not going to be peaceful these

mumbled. Lucia, following them, heard a lot of it and was a little doubtful. Who was Mr. Stebbing? She had been in the company for two years, but she had never heard of this person. Hearing them say that Mr.

at the Archives door. She came back to her senses, handed over the file, and went straight back to her office.

"Mom, you go by yourself." She knew clearly what Mrs. Mitchell thought. As soon as she got home today, she heard Mrs. Mitchell call Betsy in the next building to bring her and Betsy's son to create an unexpected encounter in the neighborhood after dinner... Since she was well aware of Mrs. Mitchell's "plot", she naturally refused to go along with

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