For a good amount of time, the supervisor of the finance department glared at Gillian before sharply saying, "Don't even think about making trouble here. You are not an employee of ZL Group anymore. Leave, now! Or I'll call security!"
"Yeah, I got fired, but so what? I don't care! This is a fucked-up company anyways! Besides, I can work at my brother-in-law's company. My sister only needs to ask my brother-in-law and he will give me the general manager position, if not the supervisor position," Gillian retorted furiously.
"Then hurry up and go! What are you still doing here?"
Gillian wanted to slap her across the face. But she held back her anger and said, "Why are you so arrogant? You only got this position after I got demoted. You remember this moment and how you treated me. Because I certainly won't forget this once you come to me begging for help!"
"That's ridiculous. As the supervisor of the finance department of ZL Group, why would I ever need your help? Get the hell out of here or I'll ask the security guards to drag your ass out."
After packing up her things, Gillian left ZL Group's building. In an instant, everything in the offices went back to normal.
As the night fell, Evelyn could be seen leaving the office building.
It so happened that a red supercar was parked outside. When the man in the car noticed her, he immediately got out and approached her.
Evelyn was rather surprised to see him. "Shouldn't you be on a business trip right now? When did you come back?"
Sheffield winked at her, took out the roses that he was holding from behind, and gave them to Evelyn. "I came here to see you as soon as I got back." He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her lips.
At that time, the company's employees were getting off work as well. Because the elegant supercar was conspicuous, the employees who were walking out of the building instantly saw it.
Evelyn noticed this, so she propped one hand against Sheffield's chest to stop him from kissing her again. "People are watching. Let's get out of here."
"All right." Sheffield led her to the passenger seat with a hand around her waist.
In a matter of minutes, the red sports car left. On the way to his place, he asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook for you at home."
After smelling the flowers on her lap, Evelyn tilted her head and teased, "Is Chef Tang going to cook? Lucky me!"
"That's right. Order whatever you like." Sheffield went along with her joke.
"Okay! I want something light."
"No problem. Rice and grilled Japanese eel with sauteed broccoli and preserved plums; fruit salad; and sweet dumplings with red beans and preserved plums. What do you think?" Sheffield suggested.
'So, he still remembers that I like eating preserved plums," Evelyn thought to herself while she smiled in satisfaction. It made her really happy that he remembered those details. "Actually, I haven't eaten preserved plums for two years now."
"Why? Don't you like them anymore?"
"I do. But I don't want to eat preserved plums given to me by just anyone. I want them to come from you, but you wouldn't buy them for me!" In the two years that he had been away, Evelyn had seemingly lost herself. She was not like how she was before. She had no appetite for any snacks, especially preserved plums, her favorite snack.
Sheffield looked at her briefly before focusing once again on the road. With utmost sincerity, he said, "I'm sorry. From now on, I'm going to buy preserved plums for you every single day."
"Okay, I will only eat the ones that you buy for me!"
"That's my girl. Come here!" he softly said.
"Why?"
"I want to give you a reward for making that promise. Come here and kiss me."
Evelyn giggled. "I'm the one getting a reward, so shouldn't you lean over and kiss me?"
"I'm driving. Come on, kiss me."
"Then, focus on driving. Stop being so distracted!" Evelyn refused once again.
Sheffield didn't insist. "Well, fine. There's still a lot of chances where I could get a kiss from you. I'll start tonight." He teased her and winked at her afterward.
"Cut it out."
Sure enough, at dinner, Sheffield served the dishes that he had mentioned. He even opened a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses for them. With each other's presence, their dinner was warm and romantic.
That night, Evelyn didn't go back to the manor. She stayed at Sheffield's place as they made the night even more romantic.
He leaned against the door. Now it was his turn to carefully watch her. Then, he suddenly thought of something. "Did you fire Gillian?"
Evelyn paused and nodded. With a mouth full of toothpaste, she said, "Yes."
After that, he didn't say anything more.
Once she was finished brushing her teeth, Evelyn stared at the man by the door and asked, "So, did you make every effort to please me last night just to change my mind?"
Sheffield was confused. "Change your mind on what?"
"About Gillian, to give her a chance to come back to ZL Group." She really didn't like Gillian. But what if he actually asked her to go easy on that woman?
When Sheffield heard this, he wanted to strangle her. "Miss Huo, is that your way of saying that you weren't satisfied with my performance last night? If you were not, let's do it again right now!" While he was saying that, he started to walk towards her. In spite of her resistance, he held her waist, lifted her up and put her on the counter behind her. In one breath, he locked her with his hands on both of her sides.
Afraid that she might fall, Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck and stated nervously, "Yeah. I was satisfied. I'll call the HR right now." Sheffield could never disappoint her in bed.
"Why would you call them?"
"To hire her back. Isn't that what you want?"
"Evelyn Huo, are you trying to piss me off?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"What did I do?" she asked.
He helplessly pressed his forehead against hers. "How about I hire her to work for Theo Group instead?"
"Huh? Why?"
"I'll make her my personal assistant. I can even put one more desk in my office so that we could work together in close proximity. What do you think?"
Of course, Evelyn could tell that he was saying that for the sole purpose of annoying her. "Not bad. But I don't think another desk is necessary. Why don't the two of you just work together in your lounge?"
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