The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Chapter 18

Corinne tilted her head as she looked at Aaron, who immediately understood her hint due to years of tacit understanding with her.

After clearing his throat, he raised his hand to adjust the Bluetooth earpiece he wore out of habit on his left ear, and walked past Jeremy and Corinne in as calm a manner as possible.

He even made a point to lower his voice a little and pretend as if he was speaking to someone over the phone.

“Sorry, Boss. Things got a little awkward earlier. That Holden guy overheard me when I was ranting about him earlier. Well, yeah! He’s the one who outbid us on your favorite painting! Sure. we’ll just forget about it and let him have it! ‘Geese in Late Autumn’ isn’t Nellie Nymphaea’s only painting. There are plenty of other ones we can get in the future!”

Aaron was already quite far away when he ended his sentence.

Corinne stared wide-eyed at Jeremy and cocked her eyebrow innocently. “I think he’s angry at you, mister.”

Jeremy retracted his gaze and turned to Corinne. He began to question her, “Don’t the two of you know each other?”

Corinne shook her head. “I don’t know him at all! Do you? Why was he angry at you again?”

Jeremy narrowed his eyes. “You haven’t answered me yet. What are you doing here?”

Corinne sighed in an annoyed tone. “Don’t you remember that I was fired from Alpha Enterprises, thanks to you? I heard that they’re recruiting auctioneers here, so I submitted my resume and came here for an interview.”

was still rather doubtful. “Did you get the offer

“No. They were looking for someone with

her petite appearance. If she were allowed to stand on the auction stage, everyone would probably mistake her for someone who was auctioning

and asked, “And what about you? Why are

here?”

set of bronze artifacts, so I came over as his representative

nice of you, mister. You really are a

does it sound

of a sudden,

grunt. He then stared intently at Corinne.” Where are you going

to continue sending in resumes and looking for

he leaned over and spoke

process what Jeremy said, he had grabbed her wrist and whisked her

herself back at Lunar Century Manor. The last time she was there was when

consisted of flowers, a red carpet,

“What are you planning this time, Uncle? Are you

her. “Oh? Do you like marrying me that much? Do you want another wedding?” Corinne immediately rolled her eyes and was about to turn back when a crisp female

looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young woman trotting up to