Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 522 How to Refuse Someone

While Hank was taking that woman on a tour around his firm, Yelena had left in silence. When Hank turned back, he saw Summer standing at the reception alone, staring at him.

Noticing Hank looking at her, Summer looked at him as well. For the first time ever, there was no admiration in her eyes. There was disappointment and disdain.

Is that disdain I notice? Hank thought he was seeing things. When he tried to take a closer look, Summer had looked away and was staring at the entrance.

"Hank? What are you staring at, Hank?" The girl waved her hand in front of Hank's face, snapping him out of his stupor.

"Nothing. Let's go upstairs."

Cecelia waved her hand. "No. Someone's waiting for me. That concludes our appointment today. See you tomorrow, Mr. Damazio."

Hank looked away and nodded gently. "Sure. Go now. Drive safe."

"I know, I know. Bye now." Cecelia picked up her bag and walked off. When she reached the entrance, she asked Summer, "Who was that with you just now? She was staring at me."

Summer thought of Yelena as her friend. The fact that Cecelia was trying to act innocent got on her nerves. She snapped, "That's confidential. I cannot answer that, miss."

Surprised by Summer's snappish attitude, Cecelia smiled awkwardly at Hank. "Your employee can be quite the character."

"She

didn't care about

Cecelia shrugged and left.

Hank asked, "Why did you snap at

talking about, Mr. Damazio." Summer sorted out the files

up in him. "Why did you snap at my client? Have you forgotten

ready to lose her

Yelena had been chatting with her lately. It was normal if they became friends. She made an ally out of Summer in just a few days. That's surprising. "What

know what

calling me heartless, there's no telling how much worse the critique

He was about to keep asking, but Summer got agitated. "It hasn't been days since I knew her, but she's a timid girl. She gets flustered and will apologize profusely just because she bumps into someone, yet she won't

at

to spite her. Words aren't enough to express how I

call

"No, but I think you should consider your options very carefully from now on, Mr. Damazio." If I were Yelena, I would've raised hell long ago. She's been

to waste food, and

I've offended you and your client, then fire me. I won't complain, but please

"Very well." Hank nodded.