Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 234: Mr. Barnet's Taste is Intense The entire day would be dedicated to interviews, which were divided into two rounds. Initially, scandidates were screened by interviewers, and the remaining ones were left for the chief interviewer to decide their fate. Aurora had just returned to her office when someone handed her sdocuments. "Manager, take a look, this is the list of people who passed the written test. They are scheduled for an interview soon. I didn't bring it to you the other day because you were busy," they said.

"Alright, I know," Aurora replied as she flipped through the pages quickly, her reading speed was quite fast. Soon, she had a rough idea about these candidates. It was surprising to her that Gemma had passed the written test, knowing that her scores were just average. Penelope's good performance was expected at her level, but as for Zachary and Ivy, it went without saying.

How could those two have passed the written exam? It must be that someone leaked the questions to them beforehand-a typical advantage of being born into a wealthy family. Whether they would pass today was still in her hands, and she found the power to determine their future rather delightful.

Meanwhile, intense interviews were still ongoing downstairs, featuring talented individuals from various schools and elites from other companies. Who would remain was anyone's guess.

At that moment, Julian woke up in a large bed, instinctively reaching for someone beside him, only to find the bed empty. He checked the time; it was nearly ten o'clock. He had slept for so long, and moving slightly, he felt pain from a wound on his body. He felt fortunate that he had taken the injury for Aurora. How heartbroken would he be if her delicate skin had been cut? Julian got up to wash up, and as he cdownstairs, Mrs. Hill shouted, "Sir, Miss Aurora made breakfast for you. I'll go heat it up." This news pleased him, and Julian felt very happy. "Sure." "Sir, Miss Aurora prepared vegetable porridge and sandwiches for you. What would you like to eat?" Mrs. Hill asked.

He hadn't expected Aurora to be so thoughtful. "Bring them all up," he responded. Since it was made by her, he couldn't let it go to waste.

Aurora had also prepared milk, which just needed a little heating. He had several plates of fine side dishes laid out before him, likely to accompany the vegetable porridge. Besides that, there were sandwiches, hot milk, and freshly washed and sliced strawberries and other fruits, all arranged with care.

Is this what happiness feels like? Julian felt a warmth in his heart, believing he would never find another woman to treat him as well as his mother did. Aurora was the second woman who treated him well. Julian took out his phone, snapped a photo, and quickly shared it on social media.

With Julian's usual style, he would never post such things, and if it weren't for the occasional messages from friends that received his replies, they might think he never used these apps. Today was the first the posted something personal, showing the delightful breakfast on an elegant dining table with the caption, "Love, breakfast, a warm heart." Soon, this post becthe hot topic of the day. His company's executives had mostly seen it. Instead of the usual, "Did the president make you rewrite that again?" the first thing they asked was whether he had seen his post. In less than ten minutes, the post had received over fifty likes, including comments from several other company executives.

"Mr. Barnet, are you in love?" "Mr. Barnet, have you finally found someone?" His employees, emboldened, commented, "Boss, congratulations." "Boss, when will we get to meet Mrs. Barnet?" Faced with these comments, Julian simply replied, "Using your phone during work hours? There goes your bonus for the month." Everyone was ready for a spectacle, but at the mention of 'bonus,' they almost wanted to chop off their own hands for being so rash.

Despite this, everyone was secretly thrilled; if the boss was no longer single, perhaps they wouldn't have to endure his stern face every day.

Would the boss's temper improve? Would he ease up on making them work overtime? Of course, others saw the post too, like Asher, who had just followed him recently.

He directly replied, "Ugh, I'm sick of these sandwiches." Julian responded with a smiley face, "I could eat them for a lifetime." "Disgusting." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Then block me." "I won't!" Robert, gnawing on his pen, saw the post and immediately showed a sorrowful expression, "I'm so jealous!" Even Irene, who rarely posted, responded, "Not bad, kid. Maybe Mr. Bacould cook forsometime." Irene had replied less than five minutes ago when the usually silent Nick also chimed in, directed only at Irene: "If you want, I can cook for you." Irene quickly retorted, "No, I don't." Robert joined in, "Seriously? Must you discuss this in front of the whole world?" Yet, he received a unanimous reply from Julian, Irene, and Nick: "Buzz off!" Julian grinned at his phone. Don't these people even work? They replied so fast, he wondered if his woman had seen it yet.

Aurora saw it half an hour later, just as she returned from making coffee in the break room.

She posted occasionally, at most once or twice a month, and stumbled upon Julian's photo.

A slight smile curled her lips; she liked the post without diving into the comments, unaware of the battles it had sparked.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! She typed a few words, "Does the wound still hurt?"

She didn't expect Julian to reply immediately, considering itwash't' a direct message. If he didn't see it, he wouldn't know she had responded.

To her surprise, Julian replied instantly, "A kiss from you would make it better," adding a heart emoji for good measure.

"Do you need a hug for comfort?" "Need lots more kisses ???," Julian teased, visible only to those they mutually followed.

However, Julian accidentally hit the wrong button, sending the reply to everyonel connected to the post. Thus, everyone linked received the message, "Need lots more kisses ???" A senior executive in his fifties dropped his phone in shock.

The boss has quite the bold taste!

Julian quickly received a barrage of replies, and Aurora could almost picture his expression at that moment. Such a fool, but a lovable one.

If he weren't, he wouldn't have shielded her with his body from all those shards of glass.

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