Chapter 476
Still, it didn't seem like Diana intended to give Julian any more cold medicine.
He wouldn't have another chance.
"Can you brew cold medicine?" Julian asked the woman before him.
The female executive was taken aback by his abrupt question, and tried to suppress the emotions in her heart. She
looked up at Julian's divine face, and held back an excited scream. Everyone would be moved if they saw such a
wondrous face looking at them, especially when he was staring straight at them.
It had the feeling of having the entire world delivered to your hands.
"I..." the female executive hugged the report in her hands before saying hesitantly, "I can."
Julian handed her the cup in his hand and ordered, "Then go make some and let me try it."
The entire time, he never took his eyes off her. When she returned with a freshly brewed cup of cold medicine, his
eyes were still firmly locked on her, as if he had been waiting eagerly for her return.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe female executive's heart was about to jump out of her chest.
She didn't know how she had caught Julian's attention; never had she imagined that she would have a chance to be
so up close and personal with the king of Fulcher Inc.
She took a deep breath, and placed the cup on the table.
"Here it is, Mr. Fulcher. Please try it."
Julian nodded; his gaze then drifted downward from her face and all the way down to the two buttons on her collar,
which were slightly undone. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he snarled, "You."
Pointing to the cup of medicine, he continued, "Pour this over your head and get out of my office."
The female executive's eyes widened at his unexpected words, filled with utter disbelief.
"W-What was that, Mr. Fulcher?"
Didn't he like her? Wasn't he giving her a chance?
This was Julian Fulcher, the man who never indulged in worldly pleasure or women!
He had offered her an olive branch, so how could she not have taken it?
Yet, he now had a hard look on his face as he snapped at her, "Didn't you hear me?"
His tone, as well as the look in his eyes, were completely different than moments ago. Now, she felt like the Grim
Reaper had descended upon her; it was the same eerie sensation she felt when she had once stood before the
same man a long time ago.
"1-1 did.."
Her hands were trembling, and the papers she was holding also shook. In the end, she picked up the cup of cold
medicine, gritted her teeth, then lifted it above her head before pouring it all over herself.
She looked like a chicken drowned in coffee.
Julian didn't even spare her a glance as he called out, "Noel!"
Noel immediately came in. Before he could speak, Julian gestured to the disheveled woman before him. "Take care
of the trash."
Noel signaled for security guards to come in and carry the almost fainted woman out. "Understood, Mr. Fulcher."
But then, Julian added, "In the future, don't wear clothes like this to the company."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith just one sentence, he had given her a chance to keep her job. The female executive felt like she had just
received a great pardon; she couldn't help but cry and shiver, saying, "Thank you... Thank you, Mr.Fulcher!"
Julian said nothing else, but his furrowed brow indicated that he was in a bad mood.
He couldn't see Diana.
He couldn't find a woman like her, either.
The hole in his heart continued to grow larger as time passed...
Exhausted, Julian leaned back against the chair and looked at the people outside his door.
"Keep them coming."
Listening to work reports wasn't easy, but Julian had always managed to quickly and accurately identify mistakes
and areas for improvement in them.
His cognitive abilities had always been unmatched, and with him sitting in the highest position of Fulcher Inc., there
was no denying that he was practically king of an empire.
However, numbing the emptiness with work was only temporary. After everyone had left, he looked at the empty
office and realized that his mind and heart were once again filled with the woman named Diana Winnington.