Actually, if he stood outside her office, it might seem more appealing, but it’s not that he wasn’t sincere; he was just afraid of provoking the young girl into anger again.
After all, the incident today had made her incredibly angry, and it had also driven him mad.
They actually dared to blatantly photograph his precious daughter and, without even basic censorship, disgustingly referred to Mia as an illegitimate child.
Did they borrow courage from God?
If he can’t ruin this site this ti, it would be his loss.
He should report the progress of the matter to Charlotte Miller later to ease her anger.
But ti was ticking by, the sky was already getting dark, yet Charlotte still hadn’t co down, nor had her car left the building.
This Financial Tower only has one exit, and unless sothing happened, Charlotte wouldn’t take the ergency exit.
She’s not avoiding him now, is she working overti?
In the office, the food delivery had arrived a while ago.
Since the weather was a bit stuffy, Annie ordered so Japanese food, which looked more exquisite and appetizing.
This was the best place in the city, naturally expensive, but she intended to treat.
She considered it as paying tuition because she had truly learned a lot from Charlotte Miller.
When the food arrived, Charlotte was resting with her eyes closed on the sofa.
Annie quietly took the stack of food boxes and arranged them on the table without making noise.
As Charlotte heard the commotion, she opened her eyes, and upon seeing the food Annie ordered, she suddenly felt much hungrier.
Having a considerate assistant truly was the greatest blessing.
She had wanted to eat this anyways.
Even the takeout was served exquisitely, with specially ordered bamboo boxes.
The appetizers consisted of spicy whelk, wasabi spiral shell, green beans, and purple sweet potato puree, along with a small portion of pan-seared foie gras radish stew and two hot dishes of snow crab tempura.
Japanese cuisine always includes sashimi, with the tuna toro displaying a beautiful pink hue, live peony shrimp, and geoduck with sea urchin elegantly arranged in boat-shaped containers, as exquisite as works of art.
There was also a salad, with creamy cheese egg rolls that were tender and delicious, and when cut open, cheese filling flowed out. Each person finally got a serving of matsutake rice soup, and dessert was a rich and silky pumpkin pudding.
"Then I won’t be polite," Charlotte picked up her chopsticks. She always had a good appetite; it was just that in spring, she disliked greasy food when her liver energy was stirred, but this exquisite food could still be eaten more.
"Go ahead and eat. I made so ginger tea. Drink so after eating, and you’ll be fine," Annie said as she picked up her chopsticks and started eating too. After all, raw food can be a bit cold, so a small cup helps warm up.
Atlas Hallow waited until it was completely dark, and everyone had left one after another. He took the bouquet and walked into the Financial Tower.
Such a man, holding such a bouquet, naturally drew attention, especially when the photos of him with Mia from that morning were still circulating online. Seeing him in person, the girls stopped and their eyes sparkled with little pink hearts.
"Is this really Atlas Hallow in the flesh?"
"Yeah, I guess he’s here to see President Miller of Howard Enterprise upstairs. Didn’t they say he and President Miller have a daughter?"
"President Miller is really beautiful. Now there’s even less chance of becoming a stepmother..."
The young ladies watched Atlas Hallow enter the elevator, whispering to each other.
Atlas stood in the elevator, going up floor by floor. She had been in the building all day and hadn’t gone out at all. Didn’t she need to eat dinner?
"Annie, you ordered so much, I guess we can’t finish it..." It was really wasteful, and this wasn’t cheap. Charlotte tried hard to eat more.
"I was a bit greedy," Annie laughed, embarrassed. When ordering, she thought this looked good, and that looked good, so she ordered a lot.
When the elevator doors opened, Atlas saw that the lights in Charlotte’s office were still on. She was indeed still in the office.
Working overti at this ti was a bit heart-wrenching. Atlas, holding the bouquet, strode toward Charlotte’s office...
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