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Chapter 1209
’Do you agree with me, Mr. Johnston?’ Fiorella abruptly stopped and asked.
"Yeah, you're right.’ Jared tapped his glass against hers with a clink.
’Castor, pour Miss Fisher some wine,” Jared ordered.
Hearing this, Castor quickly poured some wine for Fiorella.
Fiorella looked at Castor and began to lecture him, "It's a pity, Castor. You weren't born with good
parents, so you weren't properly educated. Their actions almost cost you the second half of your life
too. Fortunately, though, you were born into a good family.
’Look at Mr. Johnston. We're all around the same age, but he's so much better than you. I think he is
what you should strive to be. Whatever you do in the future, you should think of him as a frame of
reference and make informed and meaningful decisions based on that."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt’Yeah, you're right, Miss Fisher." Castor could only listen and nod, as he was afraid of getting into a
spat with her.
In truth, he loathed Fiorella. He hated her even when Henry was still around, and now that he needed to listen to
her lectures with a smile, he became even more frustrated.
"Castor, Miss Fisher is a smart woman. You should learn a thing or two from her," Jared praised.
’A toast to you, Mr. Johnston." Fiorella raised her glass and toasted.
The dinner was nearing its end, but when Fiorella noticed that Castor did not look like he was smart enough to take
the cue that he was supposed to be leaving soon, she pondered for a moment and said, "Have you looked at the
details of the project?"
Castor looked at her and said, ' Not yet."
Fiorella rolled her eyes at him and chided, "What? You should have been familiar with everything about the project
before you even began. How can you work with me tomorrow if you haven't looked at it?"
"Well..." Castor did not know what to do, so he glanced at Jared before turning his gaze back to Fiorella.
"'Weir what? Just go home and read it! Read as much as you can today, so you won't be in a haze tomorrow.’
In other words, Fiorella was urging him to leave.
Castor looked at Jared and got up to bid them farewell before leaving the room.
After he had left, Jared and Fiorella became the only ones left in the room.' Finally, the third wheel is gone. I can let
my guard down now. Otherwise, I'll still have to act like a CEO.'
She smiled at Jared and inched closer to him. "Mr. Johnston, you must've spent a lot on this meal today. I really
enjoyed the food."
"That's good. It only means that my efforts didn't go to waste," Jared answered absent-mindedly.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Johnston." Nicole eyed Jared with a flirtatious gaze. 'I didn’t know that he would place
such effort into this meal.'
"It's nothing, really. As you're done eating, let's head home." Jared looked at the time and figured that
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmit was about time to end the dinner.
"What's the rush, Mr. Johnston? Are you worried that Miss Riddle has waited for a long time at home?’
Fiorella narrowed her eyes at him.
Jared smiled. "You're hilarious, Miss Fisher. The only thing that's waiting for me at home is that huge
pile of documents."
"Well, there's no need to be in such a rush to go home, then," she said." Work is never-ending, so just
keep me company and let me enjoy myself tonight, would you?"
Fiorella had tried really hard to get him here, so she would not let him go if she was not satisfied.
"When we're done with this drink, let's hang out in my club. You made me really happy tonight, so I'll
return you the favor too.” Fiorella stuck her glass against his and chugged its contents down.
"Let's go, Mr. Johnston," Fiorella said and walked out.
Jared stood up and walked out with her. When Max saw Jared, he immediately walked up to him. "Are
you going back home, Mr. Johnston?"
Before Jared could respond, Fiorella rolled her eyes at Max. "What do you mean 'go home'? Take US to
my club."
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