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.

all. She merely lay there dejectedly, and browsed through social updates to kill time. Gradually, the

spicy food flooded into her head. She had a craving for all of them at once, but unfortunately, not a single one of them was in her apartment. It increased her broodiness. After a moment, she posted an update in Moments. "So hungry. I want to eat barbeque, roast meat, fondue, Japanese food, Western food, and what not!" Along with that, she also posted

her post. "Bless, where

but I'm hungry again now. It's like

"Where do you live? I can

down to read others' comments. Most of the

message. "It's a pity that I'm visiting my hometown right now, otherwise I would

find

"Good girl!"

"Thanks, Mommy Joslyn."

wouldn't starve herself, getting out of bed felt like way too much struggle to Blair,

her eyes. Surprisingly, she did manage to

then there seemed to be some knocks. She concentrated.

It could only be Wesley. 'Is he

the pain in her belly. With her hair all messed up due to the tossing around, she opened the

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 straight as the crow flies, was crooked from the running. "We're gathering. Gotta go," he said in a

confused. 'What does he mean?

"I'm sorry for the footprints. I was in too much of a hurry

like that, the man was

hadn't even spent two whole minutes in

the living room. That

who had put it there. She had been in too much pain to even get up

were some take-away meal boxes, and she could also see

opened the boxes, and

Blair's hands shook a little from excitement. She had

been right. Barbeque!

Wesley had run home at such a

Judging by his demeanor, he must have run all