Isaac was already done with his meal at this point, and he checked the time before telling Patricia, “I’m going to take a nap. Remember to wake me up at one-thirty.”

With that, he left, leaving her in the most comfortable spot to enjoy her meal alone.

Patricia kept sensing watchful gazes from all around her. Yet they would all be gone when she checked, looking like no one was paying any attention to her.

Thus, she brought her attention back to her plate. She had to say, the food in Arnold Corporation was amazing, and she thought every dish was delectable, on par with five-star restaurants. Just then, someone sat down across from her, and she looked up to find Liam smiling at her. “Is the food to your taste, Miss Aniston?”

Patricia hurriedly chewed, swallowed, and took a sip of her juice before answering, “You’re also only eating now, Mr. Dorchester?”

It seemed that only the two of them came late—well, Isaac too, but hey, he was the president of the company, so he didn’t need to stand in line.

Liam nodded in affirmation. “I’m nearly always the last. I’m used to it, though.”

At that, she said nothing more and continued eating. Liam had a good feeling that Patricia was quite happy with the food here, seeing that she stuffed her mouth like a chipmunk, enjoying her meal.

Never had anyone in this company ever thought something like ‘President Arnold setting up an additional desk in his office’ would ever happen while they were alive. So the entire company was now saying Patricia could potentially

‘future Mrs. Arnold’ part as well, especially when he knew his boss truly treated

cream over there. You can give it a try;

would like something cool and refreshing when she was starting to find the food a

were lining up to grab the ice cream,

had never received such treatment. “Thank

door, took one out, and walked back to her seat under

the ice cream, “Mr. Dorchester, I noticed everyone here’s super

her and would even

his soup, having nearly spat out the

them already think of you as the future

only was her lunch free, but it was also plentiful. Oh, how

lunch, Patricia returned to the president’s office in a good mood and

sure was different—soft and

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