"I still have to go to a meeting." He looked extremely reluctant, as if being forced to do something against his will, his voice low and muffled, "Think about that question from earlier, and let me know when you’ve figured it out."
Because he hadn’t spoken, outside the door, Cody Aberton knocked again, raising his voice a bit, "President Ashton, are you there?"
Usually, Cody would just push the door and enter.
But now, he dared not.
Who knew what President Ashton was doing in the office with Ms. Joanna.
He definitely wouldn’t want to get in trouble.
With a "click," the tightly closed door was pulled open.
Cody looked up and saw Ashton Heath walk out with his eyes half-closed, the displeasure hidden in his gaze making him feel nervous.
He swallowed nervously, "President Ashton."
Ashton Heath expressionlessly walked past him, a very faint hum coming from his nose.
President Ashton seemed to be angry, very angry.
Did he really interrupt President Ashton having an intimate moment with Ms. Joanna in the office earlier?
With this thought, Cody became even more nervous, feeling his life was miserable and that soon he might be sent to the border of some country to dig for coal.
He hurriedly followed with small steps, explaining in a low voice and a bitter smile, "President Ashton, Manager Joshua Ranson sent me over. He said there are a few very important documents that need your personal approval."
So, it wasn’t his fault.
If someone had to dig coal, just send Manager Ranson.
Walking to the Conference Room, Ashton Heath’s footsteps paused, and Cody’s little heart also paused.
He cautiously asked, "President Ashton?"
Ashton Heath turned around, his gaze oppressive as he looked at him. When his cold eyes fell upon him, Cody almost dared not breathe.
"In the future, without my permission, no one other than Ms. Joanna is allowed to come up here. And no one is allowed to casually enter my office. If anything goes wrong again, you can go dig coal in Fronterra."
Cody, who was always worried about being sent to Fronterra to dig coal: "..."
Rebecca Kelloway left Heath Group and drove to a bar.
The staff at the bar recognized her, and as soon as she got out of the car, someone came forward to greet her.
"Ms. Kelloway." The employee respectfully ushered her into the bar, and she sat down at a bar counter, ordering several drinks in one breath.
Noticing this, the bartender cautiously asked, "Ms. Kelloway, are you unhappy?"
Rebecca Kelloway was a regular at this bar.
She had never been so distressed during her previous visits.
The bartender looked at her tearful face, both curious and puzzled.
Ms. Rebecca from the noble Kelloway family possessed both talent and beauty, and she always got what she wanted.
Who could make her this heartbroken?
Rebecca took a sip of her cocktail, raised her head, and looked resentfully at the bartender. After a few seconds, she suddenly got up, bent over, and leaned close to the bartender, her warm breath brushing against his face.
The bartender was taken aback, and then his face turned red, panickedly shouting, "Ms. Kelloway."
Rebecca looked at his flustered appearance, scoffed, and exhaled a warm breath on the bartender’s face, her eyes seductive, "Do you think I’m beautiful?"
The bartender was taken aback again.
He glanced at the extremely stunning face in front of him, his heart racing, and stammered, "Ms. Kelloway, very, very beautiful."