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."

face fell. "She

didn't care about his

Cecelia shrugged and left.

asked, "Why did you

no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Damazio." Summer sorted

him. "Why did you snap at

to him that way, and she was ready to lose her job over this. This job was hard to get, it paid well, and she didn't have

However, he realized Yelena had been chatting with her lately. It was normal if they became friends. She made an

what I

there's no telling how much worse the critique is behind

girl. She gets flustered and will apologize profusely just because she bumps into someone, yet she won't give

at her

bring another girl around just to spite her. Words aren't enough

going to call me a

thought. She could lose her job, but she didn't want to get sued over this. "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

looked at the unfinished waffle. He was reminded of how Yelena kept telling him not to waste food, and something stirred within him. She must have been really sad to not finish

and your client, then fire me. I won't complain, but please don't

"Very well." Hank nodded.