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Chapter 1363
"Actually, I was pretty near when I called, so I came here as fast as I could. ’ Fiorella explained as she looked at him.
"Oh, so that's the case, huh." Jared said, having understood what had happened upon hearing it.
"I think you've just arrived, Mr. Johnston. But didn't you say that you were in the office when we were on the phone?"
Fiorella looked at Jared with probing eyes.
"I've been at the office, but I had to go out to run some errands," Jared casually said.
"Oh," Fiorella uttered when she came to the realization.
And when the elevator doors opened, Jared walked out with Fiorella following suit, and together, they entered the office.
"Your wine is over there, Miss Fisher. I'll get someone to bring it out for you. ' Jared said while pointing to a box of wine on
the right.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Thank you, but it's alright, Mr. Johnston. I'll get someone to take it out of here when I leave," Fiorella said, hinting
that she was not about to leave anytime soon.
"Okay then. Relax and make yourself at home. I'll get my assistant to make you a cup of coffee." Jared went up to
his desk, picked his phone up, and dialed his assistant's internal line.
Ì am impressed, Mr. Johnston. You have grown to remember my preferences now." Fiorella looked at him, her eyes
lighting up as she complimented him.
"Ms. Fisher, you've been here multiple times, so naturally, I can't help but remember them," Jared said, implying
that he did not remember her preferences on purpose.
In spite of this, Fiorella was not bothered.
She proceeded to take a seat on the couch across Jared and picked up a magazine to read. "Mr. Johnston, do you
also like to read magazines?” she asked absentmindedly.
"No, my aides prepared them for guests to read," Jared casually replied.
"Anyway, how's the green energy project going, Miss Fisher?" Jared suddenly asked.
In response, Fiorella placed the magazine down, after which she looked at Jared and said, ’I've been really busy
recently, and haven't had a breather for so long. When will you come over to give me a hand, Mr. Johnston?"
Fiorella then looked into Jared's eyes. She was somehow looking forward to an answer that she wanted to hear.
"Didn't I send over an employee capable enough to aid you? What's the matter? Is that person not good enough for
the job? Do you need me to send you another?" Jared shot her a glance and continued to open the documents in
his hand.
"Send me another one? Forget it. I'll just wait for you to come over and help me out." Fiorella expressed her wish
again.
Jared withheld his reply and buried his face in the stack of documents instead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, Fiorella walked up to Jared's desk with the magazine in hand.
"You've been working really hard every day. Aren't you tired, Mr. Johnston?" Fiorella casually asked to make conversation
with him.
"Fortunately, I'm already used to it," Jared said, and as soon as he raised his head, she was already in front of him.
"Has the coffee been served to you?" Jared gestured and was about to pick his phone up to make another call.
"No, I just came over to take a seat. The view here is better as compared to the view on the couch," Fiorella said
pointedly.
Jared took a glance of the couch behind her. He did not mind, as she could sit wherever she liked.
"Mr. Johnston, where did you buy this pen from? It's so exquisite!" Fiorella's eyes zoomed in on the pen in Jared's hand.
"It must've been prepared by the assistant. Would you like me to have the assistant get you one?" Jared looked at Fiorella
and offered.
"No thanks, I don't use a pen that often, but I think you look really elegant with a pen!" Fiorella said, giving him a veiled
compliment.
Hearing this, Jared stifled a retch. 'So, she was waiting for me.'
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