Chapter 1364 "Anyway, I'm hosting a private reception at the Cosmo Pavilion tomorrow night, Mr. Johnston. I hope you
won’t let me down. This is the invitation to the reception.’ Fiorella gently placed the invitation card down onto Jared's
hand.
Jared stopped working, caught a glimpse of the invitation card next to him, and was about to refuse, when he was
interrupted by Fiorella. "Mr.
Johnston, I already know that your schedule is free tomorrow night, so don't you dare think about declining it."
Jared looked into Fiorella's eyes; he had been cornered.
’How could I? I will be there." Jared looked at her politely and said.
’Are you bringing Miss Riddle with you too?" Fiorella looked into Jared's eyes and asked.
’It depends. She has been quite busy as of recent."
’Oh, by the way, I heard Mr. Johnston Sr. has been discharged from the hospital today. It seems that he's recovering
well." Fiorella asked, having suddenly remembered about it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt'Yes, thank you for your concern, Miss Fisher. It's good to know that you're even aware of my grandpa's discharge from
the hospital." Jared unconsciously darted her a fleeting glance.
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'She seems to have a lot of eyeliner on,' he thought. 'She seems to be very interested in my affairs.'
"Mr. Johnston Sr.'s discharge from the hospital happens to be major news, so naturally, I got to know about it. If it
was not because of the project getting in the way, I would also have paid him a visit when he got discharged,"
Fiorella said, expressing her intentions clearly to Jared.
’Oh.’ Jared looked at her.
Fiorella was trying her best to mask her concern, in fear that Jared would think that she was being nosy. She just
wanted to know more about him, so that she could have more to talk about with him.
It was then that the assistant entered the office to deliver her the coffee.
Looking at Fiorella with a face full of guilt, she said, "I'm sorry Miss Fisher. I had something very important to take
care of earlier. Here's the coffee you've requested."
"It's okay." Fiorella took the cup and placed it on Jared's desk.
"Mr. Johnston will drink it for me. I won’t stay here any longer as I have other matters to attend to." Fiorella gave
Jared one last glance, before turning around and walking out of the office.
"Help Miss Fisher out and bring the box of wine to her car," Jared ordered.
’Yes, sir." The assistant lifted the case of wine and followed Fiorella out of the room.
Meanwhile, he looked at the cup of coffee on the table before picking it up and taking a sip, 'Not bad at all.'
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Then, he caught a glimpse of the invitation in his periphery as he placed the cup of coffee down before continuing
to work.
Time passed in a flash, and soon after, the office hours ended. Jared stood up and stretched his muscles, noticing
that the buildings were brightly lit, with the entire city spruced up with lights. Seeing this, he sorted through the
processed documents before dialing his assistant's number.
"What do you need, Mr. Johnston?" The assistant respectfully asked as he stood in front of Jared.
"Those are the documents that have been processed. You can proceed with these." Jared pointed at the stack of files by
the table.
"Okay, is there anything else?" The assistant picked the file up and looked at Jared as he asked.
"Do I not have anything scheduled for tomorrow night?" Jared asked, 'How would Fiorella know something I didn't?*
"Yes, you have nothing planned for tomorrow night. Do you need me to arrange something for you?"
"That wouldn't be necessary. Anyway, off you go." Jared said, prompting his assistant to leave with the documents.
Then, he whipped his phone out and called Nicole, "Have you gotten off work yet?”
"Not yet. Are you?" Nicole asked.
"Yeah. Should I pick you up now or shall I do it later?"
Nicole looked at the pile of work she had in her hands, before catching a glimpse of the time and replying, "Come pick
me up in an hour."