Ivy Kensington didn’t think much of it, just assuming that Sebastian Blackwood’s office was equipped with bowls and chopsticks.
Then, she took the lunchbox from Owen Rhodes’s hand, thanking him, "Thank you for the trouble, Assistant Rhodes."
Owen was sweating profusely, and as he handed the lunchbox to Ivy, he quickly said, "Miss Kensington, since the food has been delivered, you should head back. I’ll also take a break now, there’s a meeting this afternoon."
Ivy nodded and walked out with the lunchbox.
Seeing this, Owen finally felt at ease; it seemed today’s lunchtime would pass without incident!
His legs almost went soft!
Coming back to himself, Owen didn’t dare to walk through the main door, afraid of bumping into anyone else bringing something, so he swiftly took the elevator to the underground parking.
Just as Ivy had walked out with the lunchbox, she turned back again.
Thinking it over, she realized that Sebastian Blackwood had brought her ointment this morning, and she should go up to thank him, especially since she was already here...
The receptionist had already seen her familiar demeanor with Owen earlier, assuming she was a distinguished guest of Sebastian, and didn’t stop her when she said she was going to see him, allowing her to pass without question.
Quite smoothly, Ivy reached the top floor.
The elevator doors opened.
Before Ivy even stepped out, she heard a charming female voice.
"Director Blackwood, next time when you have time, I’ll bring you lunch again."
It was Sylvia Sterling’s voice.
Ivy’s body instantly froze; so Sylvia had also brought Sebastian lunch today?
Two lunches; could he really eat that much?
A pang of bitterness welled up uncontrollably in her heart. She stood still and did not walk out.
Yet Sylvia’s voice continued, "By the way, Director Blackwood, can I ask you for a favor?"
The way she spoke sounded a bit nervous.
Indulgently, Sebastian responded, "Sure, go ahead."
After a moment of silence, Sylvia spoke with a slightly spoiled tone, "From now on, if any other woman comes to bring you lunch, could you, like today, have Assistant Rhodes throw it away and not eat it?"
She spoke clearly, but in Ivy’s mind, there was a loud buzzing sound, and it felt like an immense roar exploded in her head.
So the lunch she brought was thrown away...
No wonder Assistant Rhodes had come down so quickly with the lunchbox.
In fact, he hadn’t eaten it at all!
Ivy stared numbly at the metallic surface of the elevator, trying to force a smile, but her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears, and she felt like crying.
At this moment, Sebastian nodded indifferently, agreeing to Sylvia’s request.
After all, generally, no one would deliver lunch to him; it was expressly forbidden within the group, and no one would be so oblivious.
Sylvia immediately laughed joyfully, "Director Blackwood, you’re so good."
After speaking, she boldly hugged Sebastian.
"I’ll leave now, see you next time!"
She said, looking shamelessly at the man across from her, obviously indicating she wanted him to see her off.
Naturally, Sebastian wouldn’t refuse such a trivial request from his perspective, he acknowledged, "Alright, let’s go, I’ll see you off."
Upon hearing they were about to leave, Ivy felt her soul finally return to her body.
In a panic, she pressed the elevator button, exited at a random floor, and walked out with her head down in embarrassment.
Soon, she watched as the elevator designated for Sebastian headed upwards again, the bright red numbers jumping repeatedly until it descended to the first floor. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⚑fire.net
It felt as though her heart had emptied.