Chapter 59
I didn’t dare to meet his gaze. After entering, I kept my head down the whole time, being respectful and obedient.
He asked me, “How well did you understand the project materials?”
I nodded and said, “I have finished reading it, and I understand it for the most part.”
“Well… in a couple of days, I had to go and discuss the investment.. matters of this play with the business partner. Can you, at that time, speak off–script about the advantages of this project and convince the business partner to invest?”
“Me?” I looked at him in astonishment.
He smiled at me and said, “Yes, I want to take you there. I think you are quite intelligent and willing to learn, so I want to nurture you well.”
As soon as I heard the president say this, my heart started to race, and I felt like I wasn’t that bad after all.
I carnestly said, “Mr. Pruitt, rest assured that I will go back today and familiarize myself with this document again. I will definitely not let you down.”
“Okay, I believed you.”
Mr. Pruitt nodded and smiled at me, his enchanting peach blossom eyes captivating my heart and soul.
I hurriedly lowered my head.
I thought to myself, if this man were a little more affectionate and wicked, he would simply be a demon.
I returned to the villa in a great mood.
I suddenly noticed that there were two cars parked in the yard.
There was a black business car, belonging to Reynaldo, and also a lady’s sports car.
How’s it going?
Did Kimberly come?
As soon as I thought of Kimberly, my good mood instantly dissipated..
Although I had no grievances or conflicts with Kimberly, and I couldn’t say that I disliked her, I just didn’t like her.
I thought she was annoying.
I stood in the yard, hesitating whether to enter the house or not.
After all, this villa had already belonged to Reynaldo.
If Kimberly came, she would definitely be the mistress here, and I would be nothing.
And, according to Reynaldo’s opinion.
He didn’t want to hurt Kimberly’s feelings and didn’t want Kimberly to discover our illicit relationship.
So, at this moment, I definitely couldn’t go in, otherwise it would be
difficult to explain.
With this in mind, I decided to quietly leave.
And just as I was about to turn around and leave. Reynaldo suddenly appeared at the door and coldly said to me. “Why aren’t you coming in? What are you doing standing outside?”
“But…”
Before I finished speaking, the man turned around and entered the house.
I pursed my lips and had no choice but to follow inside.
Anyway, he told me to go in, so if Kimberly gets upset later, it’s his problem.
After entering the room, I found that it was quiet.
Reynaldo entered the kitchen and after a while, he came out of the kitchen, holding the freshly cooked dish in his hands.
I walked to the dining table and saw him bringing out four dishes.
He sat down at the dining table, served the meal, and looked at me. saying, “Why are you standing here daydreaming instead of washing your hands and eating?”
“Oh… Oh…”
I hurriedly went to wash my hands, and when I came back. I carefully searched around the house, but I didn’t see Kimberly’s figure.
Was Kimberly resting upstairs?
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I came over and asked him, “Aren’t you going to call Ms. Palmer to come down for dinner?”
Reynaldo furrowed his brows and glared at me.
That look was icy cold.
I looked at him puzzledly, “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”
“Let’s eat!” Reynaldo placed the bowl heavily in front of me, looking very proud.
I looked puzzled. What on earth was this man getting angry about all day long?
Reynaldo ate his meal silently with his head down.
I was worried that Kimberly would come down later and see the two of us eating without calling her, and then she would throw a tantrum.
The person he cared about got angry, and it was me who suffered.
With this in mind. I pondered and said to him, “Where is Ms. Palmer resting? Should I go up and call her, or should I leave now to avoid her seeing me unhappy?”
Reynaldo calmly set down the fork in his hand and leaned back against the chair, his gaze coldly fixed on me.
I was very familiar with this expression of his, it was a sign of anger.
I shrank back a little and looked at him with some fear.
He suddenly smiled at me, his voice sounding very cold, “Do you
really wish she were here?”
I was stunned, what does it mean?
What does it mean that I really wished Kimberly was here?
