After a long while of working and drafting ideas, Henry decided to stand up from his seat and go out for a stretch.Coincidentally, Irene was also coming out to submit some work to the Vice President. So, they met on the way. As Irene see Henry, she was slightly taken aback. but then, she remembered he was also working in the company. Irene was still furious about the other day. She couldn't believe he suspected her of something like that. What would even be her motive? She suppressed a sigh and shifted her gaze away. Steadying her gaze, she adjusted her suit."Good day," she mumbled briskly before shifting her focus ahead to start walking away.Henry heard her and knew she was probably still furious. Incidents from the other day replayed in his head. In a moment, he gently took hold of her wrists.Irene halted when she felt his hand in hers. She squeezed her eyes shut, inhaling deeply, and tightened her fists. After a moment, she released her breath and slowly unfolded her fingers,
"Hope your sick ex-boyfriend isn't bothering you again?" Henry inquired, concern filled in his voice. His brows furrowed, searching for any sign of distress on her face. He genuinely cared for her well-being, especially at the thought of her being troubled by her ex-boyfriend. She shook her head, a flicker of frustration crossing her features. "I have no idea what he's up to now," she replied, as they stepped out of the car. A soft sigh escaped Henry's lips after hearing her. After locking his vehicle, his gaze wandered, scanning the surroundings absentmindedly, until it fell upon a familiar car parked just a few spaces away from his own.His brows creased as he gazed away, trying to recall where he had seen it before. After a while, he ignored it and proceeded into the restaurant, quickening his pace, leaving Irene behind.Once they were both seated, Henry's eyes glanced around, searching for a waitress to come take their order.He noticed the waitress and raised his hands to call h
Henry launched into a detailed explanation as she listened. "I need your help for marketing ideas, which will be incorporated into the proposal...."After listening for a while, she nodded, "Introducing cars into that country is an interesting challenge. Well, since Deep Island values and prefers to save energy, it would be better to introduce all-terrain EVs (Electric Vehicles) in the country. It would fit in the idea of being environmental friendly.""True, being eco-friendly is a big selling point there," Henry replied with a nod, tapping his finger lightly against the documents. "How about the climate? What changes are we to make to the cars?" She asked further, furrowing her brow as her eyes scanned the document she held.Henry gestured towards the papers. "Well, as it written there, everything about the cars will have a sturdy structure to withstand the cold climate and sloppy roads. The tyres will also be designed to adapt to the various road conditions.""Okay, I think we ne
Looking at Henry, Irene decided to test the waters. "He is wearing a wristwatch worth a million dollars, okay? So don't just frown your face," Irene remarked. She clicked her tongue and couldn't help but break into a playful chuckle."Are you mocking me?" Henry asked with a straight face, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth."No, Henry, I'm not mocking you," Irene replied, her laughter bubbling up. "You just have the pride of a wealthy man, even though you're not one. But hey, I must admit, you have good connections, and I admire that," she explained, chuckling. She averted her gaze away, before quickly focusing on him again, searching his face for any unusual expression.Pride of a rich man? Why not? Henry thought to himself. He couldn't help but find Irene's teasing a bit amusing. After all, he was wealthy beyond imagination. The combined net worth of all the rich men in the restaurant couldn't even come close to his own fortune. It was so funny for Irene to think other
Henry's fists involuntarily clenched."Return the bottle of water and bring me the champagne," he commanded firmly."It costs fifty thousand dollars, Mr. Whatever-Your-Name-Is!" she yelled, her voice ringing out loudly, though it failed to attract the attention of those around them."So?" he arched a brow.Taken aback by his response, the waitress and Irene looked at him in surprise. She gently placed her hands on his, shaking her head."Let it be, Henry," Irene calmly said. He rolled his eyes in frustration. "Just leave," he dismissed the waitress with a curt command."Chill, it's not my fault that you're so wretched. Heaven knows I saved your ass, poor thing!" she retorted with a scoff before turning away and walking off. Henry tried to suppress his anger, but deep inside of him he wasn't going to let that slide at all.He took one bite of his meal as he then felt so uncomfortable suddenly, he couldn't understand what was going on with him, then heard a familiar voice piercing throu
As Irene looked visibly surprised by Clara's words, Henry couldn't help but feel a pang of embarrassment. A flush creeped up his neck and inside, his mind whirled with embarrassment and anger.He became aware that the wealthy customers dining around them had overheard all the insults hurled at him. Although they laughed briefly, they soon returned to their own conversations, focusing on their meals. However, Henry caught snippets of their whispered remarks about him.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the two wealthy businessmen watching with poorly concealed amusement."Then what the fuck is he doing in this expensive restaurant?" one said with a sneer. "Just to impress his girl?" He took a sip of his exorbitantly expensive red wine, which cost around five hundred thousand dollars.His companion laughed uproariously. "Didn't you see their meal? Even my dog's dinner is more expensive than theirs. What a cheap man!" The other chimed in, and they burst into a round of laughter.He
"Ha!" She exclaimed, feeling that the whole situation was ridiculous. How dare this man dressed like an outcast request to see the owner of the restaurant??She gazed at him from head to toe and chuckled. "Firstly, the manager is not around. Then secondly you will have to fix an appointment with him before you see him. and I think that's the common rule of all businesses,.. Oh, I forgot, someone from the countryside would probably not understand this. Tch," she said and rolled her eyes.Flicking her hair in his face, she walked away from him. Henry sighed and began walking to Irene's side."Let's leave," he grumbled as she stood up and followed him out of the Restaurant, but before he left he sighted the men who spoke ill about him and smirked as they shook their heads at Henry."Sad little boy," one of them said.Henry got into his car with Irene and zoomed off. The car was silent for some minutes then Irene broke the silence."So when should I submit my part of the project?" She aske
The security guard, his uniform crisp and badge gleaming, was walking away from the gate. He mistakenly collided with Henry, jostling him off balance. Henry winced, a faint grimace etching across his face. "Oh, sorry, young man," the security guard's pupils lifted in concern as he helped Henry up.Henry dismissed the pain with a subtle shake of his head, covering his discomfort."Never mind," Henry waved his hands. "Uhm, excuse me, I realized I left my phone behind when I entered the premises. Is there any chance I could see my phone and take it back?" Henry's heart was beating really fast, and he could hear it pounding in his ears. He felt a strong rush of anxiety, like a tight grip on him, because he was afraid he might lose the phone.The security guard's gaze dropped, momentarily scanning Henry's overall look from head to toe. "You came in here for a meal?" The question caught Henry off guard, confusion clouding his features, but he answered with a response."Yes sir, I did bu