After leaving the office, he stood outside without moving.
He thought that it wouldn’t be long before President Ashton would ask him back in and have him take the bowl of Escargot Pasta out to be thrown away.
He was already prepared for this.
But after waiting for more than ten minutes, there was no call from President Ashton.
Just as Cody Aberton began to doubt his life choices, his phone finally rang.
He took it out and saw that it was a message from Ashton Heath, asking him to go to the mall and buy a set of clothes.
Half an hour later, Cody returned with the clothes and knocked on the office door.
As soon as he walked in, he smelled a familiar sweet stench.
The break room door opened, and Ashton Heath came out wrapped in a towel, reaching out a hand to him.
Cody immediately handed over the bag with the clothes.
He glanced at the lunchbox on the office desk, and when he saw that only a little Escargot Pasta was left, his whole being was filled with doubt again.
Did President Ashton actually eat the Escargot Pasta?
Unable to contain his curiosity, he couldn’t help but ask, "President Ashton, did you find the Escargot Pasta tasty?"
"Well, the taste was not bad," Ashton Heath said as he untied the towel, pulled out a black shirt from the bag, put it on, and buttoned it up one by one with his slender fingers, "it was just a bit too spicy, so next time tell the Boss to put less chili."
He wasn’t giving up: "Don’t you think the taste is weird?"
"Of course it’s weird." Ashton Heath finished putting on the shirt, looked up, his cold eyes falling on Cody, and narrowed, "So your next task is to get rid of this damn smell in the office."
His lip twitched: "President Ashton, isn’t that difficult to do?"
Last time, he wanted to get rid of the awful smell at home, but after trying many methods, none of them worked.
Ashton’s eyes narrowed again: "Oh, really?"
Cody: "...No, it’s not. I just thought about it, and it might not be that hard. President Ashton, rest assured, I’ll complete the task and ensure a fresh and pleasant environment for your office."
Ashton Heath changed into his clothes, picked up his phone from the desk, turned around, and walked out, "Move all my files and computer to the room next door."
He reached the office door, and his phone "dinged."
He unlocked the screen, and it showed-
babybaby: How was it? Was it good?
The man’s sexy thin lips rose slowly, revealing a doting smile. He tapped the screen and typed in three words: Yes, delicious.
babybaby: You think it’s good too? Really, you’re not lying to me?
Ashton Heath: I’m not lying to you, I finished it all.
babybaby: There’s a place in Closia that sells super authentic Escargot Pasta, right behind our school. When I come back, I’ll take you there.
babybaby: It’s a promise then, okay?
On the first night in Frankfurt, Joanna Lawrence and Ashton Heath chatted all night long.
When she woke up the next morning, the call duration between the two showed as nine hours.
Since Ashton was there to comfort her, she didn’t suffer from insomnia due to being in a strange place. She slept soundly all night.
When she woke up, she was refreshed.
After getting out of bed, she sent a good morning message to Ashton Heath and then went to the bathroom to freshen up.
The hotel provided breakfast.