The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

A chill ran up Tommy’s spine. He looked to the back of the car and explained innocently, “Sir, I had to deal with an urgent matter at the company, so I didn’t accompany Miss Corinne to the

subsidiary company. I did call Mister Feldman before I left, and he said Miss Corinne was the one who insisted on becoming an assistant.”

Jeremy’s eyebrows furrowed as he said nothing. Tommy could not tell what Jeremy was feeling. as his expression looked dead calm.

Tommy carefully continued, “I’ll arrange a much lighter job for Miss Corinne tomorrow.”

Still, Jeremy remained indifferent. He said, “Ignore her. If this is the job she chose, then let her be.”

Yes,” Tommy replied.

“Go take a look in Jason’s art gallery if there are three paintings by Nellie Nymphaea. Buy them. She wants them,” Jeremy instructed.

Tommy nodded and made a mental note of this. “Understood. I’ll get to it.

“Oh, right… Sir, Miss Anya’s treatment is about to end. I estimate she’s going to come back next

month.”

Jeremy’s eyes darkened. He closed his eyes and pinched his glabella. “Okay.”

Tommy was relieved that Jeremy did not scold him. After a while, he only dared to look to the front when Jeremy had nothing else to say to him. Right then, he noticed something.

“Sir, look over there. Isn’t that Miss Corinne?” Tommy pointed out.

Jeremy opened his eyes and looked out the window.

It was the woman herself, Corinne-eating a kebab by the roadside alone.

‘What time is it? Is she only having her dinner now?’ Jeremy thought.

Corinne was surprised and lifted her head as if she heard a joke. She smiled. “Mister, you think too much. That’s for me. I’m not full yet!”

Jeremy was speechless.

His presence was too strong to go unnoticed. He managed to turn the ambiance around the street cart into an awkward pause just by standing silently.

The other patrons stared at him in shock.

It was a rare, weird scene to see a man with a supreme temperament, fully suited in branded outfits, in such a local and down-to-earth street cart.

Corinne’s appetite was affected by this, and she said with disgust, “Mister, if you’re not going to eat, you can go back to the car. Otherwise, sit and eat with me. Don’t stand there like a statue and disrupt everyone’s appetite!”

Jeremy’s expression soured even more at this point.

Meanwhile, Tommy looked at Corinne with admiration. He had worked for Jeremy for over 10 years, yet this was the first time anyone dared to speak to Jeremy in that tone.