Chapter 362

Tiffany wiped the tears on her face and was back to her usual elegant composure. She walked to the office door and knocked on it.

Oliver looked at her back and awkwardly retrieved his hand.

Right, he was merely an assistant. What rights did he have to comfort her?

Inside the office, Julian heard the knocking and instantly kept the pill.

“Come in.”

Tiffany pushed open the door and went in, the sadness on her face was no longer seen as it was replaced by a faint smile. “Hello, Julian. Haven’t seen you for a while. I brought you some cakes.”

Tiffany then walked to his table and placed down a container filled with exquisite cakes made by a well-known chef with limited numbers daily. She went through all the trouble to get them.

Julian looked at the cakes with a deadpan expression as he commented, “Why did you come out? I think you should come out less these days-too many reporters.”

she walked over to him and sat on his lap. She hooked her arms around his neck and continued, “I feel so tired and sick. Why don’t we stop plotting against Charmine? How about we get

was soft

Julian found it

shares? What

his hands on her waist. “Tiffany, you don’t understand. Why the hurry? We’ll

just say 50 percent of the

get Charmine and her parents’

finding an excuse to delay

pitiful look and gazed into his eyes longingly. “Julian, I

I only want to be with you now. Let’s stop plotting against the Jordan family and

take care of some matters here. Why don’t you go home first? We’ll discuss it

up after a moment of silence. She stopped

Love her?

Love?

It took him a while before he replied, “Tiffany,

anything other than marriage: money, reputation, or

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