Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 392 - 391: Someone Is Hitting on President Sinclair

Bella Acker had just arrived downstairs at Damian’s company when her phone rang.

"Such a perfect connection." Bella smiled when she saw the caller ID and answered the phone, "Hey, Damian."

"Where are you now?" Damian Sinclair’s voice ca through the phone.

"Guess." Bella asked with a smiling expression.

"Downstairs at the company." Damian said, "Co up, I’ll be done in a little while."

"Pfft, that’s no fun." Bella pouted, "How did you guess I was downstairs at your company so quickly?"

"If you weren’t downstairs at the company, you would have directly said where you were." Damian’s voice seed to carry a hint of laughter, "Co up."

"No need, you’ll be off work shortly, I’ll just wait for you downstairs." Bella said, "Handle your work first, no rush. I can play with my new phone."

Damian sighed, "Then wait for a bit."

"Alright, sure." She hung up the phone and saw it was already 4:10. Bella took a stroll and found a nice flower shop on the side of the company.

"I’ll buy a bunch of flowers as a surprise for Damian." Bella said, and she really did buy a bunch of red roses from the flower shop and happily returned.

Damian threw all the non-urgent work to Special Assistant Lawson, grabbed his coat and briefcase, ready to leave.

Special Assistant Lawson, hugging a pile of docunts, was stunned, "Boss, are you... planning to leave work early?" It was just past four, and the always dedicated Boss was actually going to leave early! This was astonishing news!

"Yes." Damian replied lightly, pulled out his phone, planning to call Bella again.

Special Assistant Lawson was a bit slow to react, "What about the video conference later? Cancel it?"

"You chair it for . You handle the issues that don’t require my direct involvent." The call went through but no one answered, Damian took the phone away from his ear and frowned. What’s Bella doing?

"Okay." Special Assistant Lawson nodded in agreent, hesitated for a mont, and finally asked when he opened the office door, "Boss, if I may ask boldly, are you going on a date?"

"Yes." Damian casually threw out the word and left the office.

Special Assistant Lawson was stunned, the office door opened again, and the secretaries sneaked in, "Special Assistant Lawson, what’s going on? President Sinclair actually left work early today."

"Really! I’ve been at the company for so long and this is the first ti I’ve seen it. What’s happened? Could it be that there’s so major eting at Sinclair Group that requires President Sinclair to host?"

"Obviously it must be that, otherwise how could President Sinclair leave the company now. Look, it’s not even four thirty yet."

Special Assistant Lawson’s mouth twitched twice, without answering their questions, he walked directly to the glass wall and looked downstairs.

The secretaries looked at each other then also ran to the glass wall to look downstairs.

"What are you looking at, Special Assistant Lawson..." Before she finished speaking, the secretaries saw their dedicated President Sinclair quickly walking out of the company door, looking around in the plaza, and finally heading towards the largest flower bed in the center of the plaza.

They blinked twice, and saw a young woman standing up from the flower bed with a big bunch of roses, running towards their President Sinclair, and giving... giving the roses to their President Sinclair!

What?!