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“Okay,” Patricia said in acknowledgment.
She packed her things and got her purse before taking her spot behind him as they made their way
over to his private elevator.
After the elevator doors closed, Patricia asked, “Mr. Arnold, are we eating beforehand? Or will we be
eating when we get there?”
Isaac threw a glance at her and said coolly, “Just skip lunch.”
Patricia hesitated. She wanted to say that she refused to go hungry, but she did not want to lose this
job.
She was mad at him, but she did not take it too far. Since he said to skip lunch, then fine, she would
just skip lunch. She could just take it as going on a diet anyway.
Patricia took her phone out and posted a picture of a pig on her Instagram story, with the caption
saying, ‘Time to start my diet. I’m a pig if I eat lunch today.’
She chuckled softly after posting the story. Having a domineering boss like Isaac was perfect for going
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As soon as she posted her story, Isaac felt the vibration from his phone. He had turned notifications on
for all her social media accounts, so he was always alerted whenever she posted on social media.
When he saw what she posted, his lips quirked into a devilish smile.
Once the elevator opened out to the lobby, he strode off looking fairly dashing with his dark blue coat
flapping behind him.
Patricia followed behind him, sighing as she stared at his tall, proportionate frame.
He could wear anything at all and it would still look good on him.
She thought that a car would be waiting for them outside, but there was no car and no Liam either.
Aren’t we going to an auction? There had to be something he sorely wanted if they were skipping lunch
for it.
However, Isaac simply continued walking until he reached a nearby restaurant.
By the time Patricia caught up with him, he was already placing his order. She sat down and asked, “I
thought you wanted to skip lunch, Mr. Arnold?”
Isaac pushed a cup of tea over to her.
“I felt hungry all of a sudden.”
Also, he knew how much Patricia liked the mushroom croquettes from this restaurant. The last time
they ate from here, she finished three and a half of them, while he only got to eat half of one.
Patricia took a sip of tea. “Oh, I see. Enjoy your meal, Mr. Arnold. I’m on a diet, so I’ll skip lunch.”
However, she began to feel hungry once the smell of food wafted through the air. She swallowed and
muttered to herself, “Patricia, you said you were going to go on a diet. You better not cave now.”
Isaac’s lips curled slightly at the sight of her reaction.
Patricia took her phone out and checked her Instagram story. She received a lot of responses.
Darcie: ‘You’re not fat. You should eat more. No dieting.’
Nikola: ‘Are you sure you can hold yourself to this, Tricia? I don’t think so!’
Selina: ‘Hurray, a comrade! I’m on a diet too. Good luck!’
Percy: ‘What’s so bad about being human? Why do you want to be a pig?’
After seeing these responses, she did not have the guts to scroll any further. She tossed her phone to
the bottom of her purse to keep it out of sight.
By now, the food was all served, and Isaac slid the plate of mushroom croquettes over to her on
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Patricia kept swallowing as she did her best to stay strong, while Isaac took his own sweet time with his
meal.
He looked no different than he did at any other meal. He was always elegant and refined while eating.
Even so, Patricia noted the look of satisfaction on his face, so she knew the food must be good.
Isaac saw how she kept reaching for her glass of water, so he cut one of the mushroom croquettes in
half and took one half for himself.
After taking a bite, he commented off-handedly, “This tastes pretty good. It’s a pity you’re not eating.”
Patricia’s eyes flashed with envy as she watched him chew.
She was dying to have a bite. This restaurant had always been famous for its mushroom croquettes.
During her schooling days, she would often come over to eat it, even though she would have to line up
for it.
It would be sold out too if she came too late.
Therefore, she got her fork and reached out to her favorite plate on the table.
“Miss Aniston, I thought you were on a diet. Are you giving up on your humanity? Have you decided to
become a pig instead?”
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