She patiently adjusted the water temperature and then carefully ground the coffee beans.
She poured a cup of coffee for each partner, and they politely said "thank you" to her.
Jasmine Yale also ground a cup for Sylvan Cheney and handed the cup in front of him: "CEO Cheney, coffee."
"Hmm." Sylvan Cheney was resting with closed eyes, opened them to glance at her, said nothing, and then closed his eyes again.
Jasmine Yale poured a cup for Erin Janus: "CEO Janus."
Erin Janus gave her a fixed look and smiled: "Have we t sowhere before?"
Jasmine Yale smiled and said: "Yes, that ti in the mall."
"Oh, right, I forgot," Erin Janus smiled slightly and glanced at her work badge, "I have a bad mory, your na is ’Jasmine Yale’?"
"Yes, Jasmine Yale."
"Turns out you work at my company, what a coincidence." Erin Janus didn’t ntion the dress incident from last ti.
Getting closer to Erin Janus, Jasmine Yale slled her elegant perfu, it was the scent of orange blossoms, and Erin Janus’s beautiful blue eyes were especially stunning.
Jasmine Yale didn’t say much more, she placed the coffee cup in front of Erin Janus.
Just before the cup landed, it was accidentally bumped!
Jasmine Yale’s hand shook, and with a "thud," the cup overturned on the table, coffee spilled everywhere!
Erin Janus imdiately stood up, and Sylvan Cheney opened his eyes in an instant, pushing away the scalding coffee!
Jasmine Yale was bewildered, and by the ti she reacted, soone was already cleaning the table.
"Sorry, CEO Janus, I’m sorry." Jasmine Yale kept apologizing, grabbing the cloth from the staff and cleaning the table, "I’m sorry, I didn’t an it."
Erin Janus said calmly: "It’s okay, just be careful next ti, it’s no joke if soone gets burned."
"Did the coffee splash on you?" Sylvan Cheney asked Erin Janus with a frown.
"No, just a few drops on the dress, the white dress turned black," Erin Janus joked with a laugh.
"You should change your dress, we need to take photos after the eting," Sylvan Cheney lowered his voice, his voice exuding charm and warmth.
"Okay, wait for ." Erin Janus pushed her chair back and walked out of the conference room.
Sylvan Cheney grabbed Jasmine Yale’s wrist and pulled her to his side, his face grim and his gaze dark.
"Upset about being scolded by this morning, venting, huh?"
Jasmine Yale’s wrist hurt from being squeezed.
Her face was unpleasant as she tried to withdraw her hand, but she wasn’t as strong as Sylvan Cheney.
"CEO Cheney, I didn’t... I was careless..."
"I told you, don’t think you can act spoiled just because you’re pregnant, you seem to have ignored my words. Today, in such an important occasion, you pull this stunt, it’s really embarrassing."
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault." Jasmine Yale didn’t argue.
"Don’t play tricks with , the company least likes people who are petty, calculative, and incompetent. Jasmine Yale, this is my second warning to you today."
"I know, the second ti." Jasmine Yale hadn’t recovered, her face pale, her hair a bit ssy, "Today is all my fault."
"Do you realize the consequences if the hot coffee hurt soone?"
He tightened his grip on her wrist.
By coincidence, it was the left wrist.
Although it had healed long ago, being gripped like this made it feel as if her heart was being squeezed.
Jasmine Yale felt his oppressive gaze, not daring to look up: "I know, it would hurt a lot."
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