Aaron went into the kitchen to heat up the food.
Corinne glanced at Tommy. As annoyed as she was with him, there was nothing she could do about his presence. Thus, she sat
at the dining table to wait for her lunch.
Tommy frowned worriedly. He then took out his phone to text Jeremy.
[Mister Jeremy, Miss Corinne is having takeout for lunch. It doesn’t look like anyone living in the apartment knows how to cook.]
Meanwhile, back at Holden Group.
Jeremy was in a meeting, listening to his subordinates giving a slideshow presentation when his phone flashed twice.
He picked up his phone to read the message, which caused his eyes to darken. He quickly replied to Tommy’s text message.
[Did she drink the soup?]
Tommy looked up at the thermos that Corinne ignored ever since she left it on the table.
[No.]
After that, he did not receive any more reply from Jeremy. Nonetheless, he could feel his employer’s anger through the screen.
He looked at Corinne, who was eating the beef Wellington, and took a deep breath before saying, “Miss Corinne, should I heat
up the soup for you since you’re already eating lunch? I’m pretty sure the soup Mister Jeremy made is healthier than the
mushroom soup from the restaurant.”
Corinne ignored him.
Tommy picked up the thermos and was about to go into the kitchen when Aaron stopped him.
“What soup is that? I can’t let her drink something of unknown origin.”
“Mister Aaron, this soup is cooked by Mister Jeremy using only the freshest ingredients. It’s not something of unknown origin like
you said.”
“More the reason I can’t let her drink it! Who knows, Mister Jeremy might’ve poisoned the soup!”
Tommy frowned and ignored him. Instead, he turned toward Corinne and said, “Miss Corinne, you should know Mister Jeremy
will never poison you, right?”
Corinne continued cutting her beef Wellington. “You can just ignore him, Aaron.”
Aaron shrugged and let Tommy through before going back to his room to change into more comfortable.
However, not a minute after he went into his room, he came out again with a puzzled look on his face. “Boss, did someone go
through my closet?”
“Yeah. Me,” said Corinne before taking another bite of the beef Wellington.
“You rarely go into my room. Why would you go through my closet today?” asked Aaron with confusion.
“Jason came this morning. I accidentally dirtied his clothes, so I gave him your clothes.”
Aaron pretended to be angry. “Boss, do you know how expensive all my clothes are? How can you give it away without asking
me?”
Corinne rolled her eyes at him. “Oh please, how expensive can it be? I’ll just buy you a new one.”
Aaron smiled. “I’m just kidding. I’m glad that I could be of help. What I really mean to say is, I should buy your boyfriend some
new clothes instead of letting him wear my second-hand clothes.”
Corinne gave him a side-eye. “What nonsense are you talking about? He’s not my boyfriend! In fact, I don’t have a boyfriend!”
Aaron snickered lewdly. “Then how did his clothes get dirty?”
Corinne was speechless. ‘I should really clean his brain with some soap so he’ll stop thinking dirty things.’
“Do you seriously think we can do anything when I’m eight months pregnant?” asked Corinne with a smirk.
“Oh, you’re right. Such a pity.”
Corinne was once again speechless.
Tommy brought out a bowl of soup and placed it gently in front of Corinne. “Miss Corinne, I’ve already heated up the soup for
you. Why don’t you give it a taste?”