True Love Waits

Chapter 604 The Barbeque

As they stood outside, several stark black and shining Bentleys slowly came to a halt in front of the office building. Percy walked up to greet the guests and Blair followed him closely. She had to be ready for her job.

The chauffeurs opened the doors and some blond-haired men clad in drab business suits got out of the cars. Blair recognized a couple of faces, and she was agape in astonishment. One of those men, a young one, considering the age of everyone else, was smiling at her. He was her friend, Orion. They had met in England. The older man in the lead among the guests was his father, who was a business tycoon. Though they had been out of touch, it was still a pleasant surprise seeing a familiar face.

Blair waved secretly at Orion.

What a coincidence!

Since she had to stay close to Percy to interpret for him, she barely had a chance to catch up with Orion. Orion understood.

Percy showed the guests around the office, and then they proceeded towards the conference room. Before the meeting started, there was a short break for everyone to settle down. Blair and Orion talked in a quiet place. "Hey... Orion, are you working with your father in business now?" she asked.

"Yes. My father is getting on in years. He doesn't look it, but he is not in too good a shape this year. As his only son, I think it is my duty to continue his business. To be frank, though, I don't want to become a businessman."

Blair smiled. "I understand. It's a pity that you can't surf as much as before. I know how much you love it. But hey, you can still do it in your spare time." Orion was a surfing fiend. When they had been in England, he had spent almost all of his free time at the beach.

"That's all I can hope to do, huh?" he shrugged helplessly. "What about you? How are things at work? It looks like we're going to see each other more often in the future."

"Yeah, you guys are stuck with me!" She smiled, "I'm doing fine, thanks. I'm head of the interpreters now, and well-paid. I like my job."

"That's good to hear. Hey, the meeting is about to commence. Let's go inside. By the way, I'm staying in Y City for some time. I'm thinking of buying you dinner after work."

Blair patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "This is my hometown. Of course it should be me treating you to a dinner. But to be honest, the cooperation between our two companies has just started. I think we'll both be very busy in the next few days. Keep in touch?"

"Sure."

They walked into the meeting room together, followed by Filberta and another female employee. Seeing them together, Filberta sneered. 'The guests have just arrived, and there she is, flirting with one of them already. What a slut!'

Time flies. Before Blair knew it, it was winter.

bed and deprived her of the desire to do basically anything at all. She merely

unfortunately, not a single one of them was in her apartment. It increased her broodiness. After a moment, she posted

saw her post. "Bless, where are you?

ate a little, but I'm hungry

you live? I

to read others' comments. Most of the boys were joking and teasing. She

I'm visiting my hometown right now, otherwise

find

"Good girl!"

"Thanks, Mommy Joslyn."

had promised Joslyn that she wouldn't starve herself, getting out of bed felt like way too much struggle to Blair, so she decided to try

down and closed her eyes. Surprisingly,

couple of minutes, and then there seemed to be some knocks. She concentrated.

door. It could only be

the pain in her belly. With her hair all

was standing in the living room, wearing his uniform. It looked like he had run all the way up there; he was panting, and there were sweat beads on his forehead. Even his military cap, usually

was confused. 'What does he mean? Why did he

floor which was stained brown at regular intervals. "I'm sorry for the footprints. I was in too much of a hurry to change into slippers." "Oh, don't

like that, the man was

minutes in the apartment. What had

in the living room. That was when she noticed a plastic

had put it there. She had been in

meal boxes, and she could

had already filled her nostrils before she opened the boxes, and she knew what was

smelled like barbeque. Blair's hands shook a little from excitement. She

had been right. Barbeque! It was wrapped

that was it! Wesley had run home at such a late hour

caught a break before leaving again in a hurry. Judging by his demeanor, he must have run all the way, on both the