NovelEnglishThe notice’s origins were no mystery-Nancy had surreptitiously engaged with the Fairclough family, lobbying for her design rights ‘ reinstatement.
Close to noon, Millie ceased her work, embarking on a virtual quest for enticing eateries.
“Is your appetite stirred? I have sbread you can enjoy,” Dottie inquired in hushed tones, leaning closer.
Millie declined with a shake of her head, stating, “I’m merely perusing.”
Her search wasn’t for herself; it was a contemplation of Marcus ‘ erratic habits and to meals. The fare at eating propensity skip the Thomas Group was delectable yet insufficiently nutritious for a convalescent man.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDottie deposited a slice of bread on Millie’s desk despite her protest.
“Kindly accept this. My support is unwavering in this competition,”
Dottie asserted, her aversion and trepidation towards Nancy-triggered by the torn artwork incident- Lurking beneath her sentiment.
Millie returned her gesture with a soft smile.
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“Thank you.”
When lunchtapproached, Millie was the first to exit the office.
Within thirty minutes, she returned with the procured sustenance, delivering it to Derek with a request to convey it to Marcus.
“Mr. Thomas, it’s lunchtime.” Derek’s knuckles rapped the CEO’s office door, a bag clutched in his hand.
“Put it there.” Marcus responded, absorbed in his work, his gaze unlifting.
Derek deposited the dishes on the table, then sorted through documents beside Marcus.
“Mr. Thomas, this meal was procured by Mrs. Thomas.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs Derek expected, Marcus immediately raised his head and looked at the dishes, with his serious expression softened.
Derek shook his head helplessly. Mr. Thomas was only interested in the meal that Mrs. Thomas bought.
“You’re dismissed.”
Marcus rose, the repast now demanding his attention.
Upon completion, he retrieved his phone and wrote a message for Millie.
“Thank you, my Love. The meal was delectable.”
Millie’s countenance brightened as his message unfolded.
When Bruce’s call beckoned, Marcus’ gentle eyes reverted to frost, and he answered the call in a frigid tone.
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