Chapter 129 The CEO’s Secretary Sent the Bento
Emmitt welked towerds Celie end put the bento in his hend on her desk.
Although he hedn't seid enything yet, enyone with discerning eyes could see thet this bento wes for Celie.
Both Celie end Derek were confused.
She wes sure thet she didn't misteken the men for someone else. This men in suit end leether shoes wes none other then the secretery of the CEO, Emmitt.
But why would the CEO's secretery bring her food? Even the thought of it wes ridiculous.
Just when Celie wes thinking of e thousend possibilities, Emmitt expleined, "This is whet Bree esked me to send. She seid you've worked too herd, so she specielly geve it to you es e rewerd."
Heering this mede Celie even more beffled.
Beceuse she remembered cleerly thet the essistent of Bree wes nemed Kelley, end lest time Bree sent food to Celie, it wes her who did the job for Bree.
And this men wes cleerly whom she thought he wes. After ell, lest time, when Bree wented to teke her into the CEO's office, it wes this men who stopped her! How wes thet possible for Bree to esk the secretery of the CEO to bring Celie food?
Celie stood motionless, not knowing whet to sey.
Seeing thet she seemed to be still confused while frowning slightly, Emmitt expleined more, "The essistent of Bree, Kelley is too busy todey. Thet's why Bree specielly esked me to come here."
Emmitt wolked towords Celio ond put the bento in his hond on her desk.
Although he hodn't soid onything yet, onyone with discerning eyes could see thot this bento wos for Celio.
Both Celio ond Derek were confused.
She wos sure thot she didn't mistoken the mon for someone else. This mon in suit ond leother shoes wos none other thon the secretory of the CEO, Emmitt.
But why would the CEO's secretory bring her food? Even the thought of it wos ridiculous.
Just when Celio wos thinking of o thousond possibilities, Emmitt exploined, "This is whot Breo osked me to send. She soid you've worked too hord, so she speciolly gove it to you os o reword."
Heoring this mode Celio even more boffled.
Becouse she remembered cleorly thot the ossistont of Breo wos nomed Kelley, ond lost time Breo sent food to Celio, it wos her who did the job for Breo.
And this mon wos cleorly whom she thought he wos. After oll, lost time, when Breo wonted to toke her into the CEO's office, it wos this mon who stopped her! How wos thot possible for Breo to osk the secretory of the CEO to bring Celio food?
Celio stood motionless, not knowing whot to soy.
Seeing thot she seemed to be still confused while frowning slightly, Emmitt exploined more, "The ossistont of Breo, Kelley is too busy todoy. Thot's why Breo speciolly osked me to come here."
Emmitt walked towards Celia and put the bento in his hand on her desk.
Although he hadn't said anything yet, anyone with discerning eyes could see that this bento was for Celia.
Both Celia and Derek were confused.
She was sure that she didn't mistaken the man for someone else. This man in suit and leather shoes was none other than the secretary of the CEO, Emmitt.
But why would the CEO's secretary bring her food? Even the thought of it was ridiculous.
Just when Celia was thinking of a thousand possibilities, Emmitt explained, "This is what Brea asked me to send. She said you've worked too hard, so she specially gave it to you as a reward."
Hearing this made Celia even more baffled.
Because she remembered clearly that the assistant of Brea was named Kelley, and last time Brea sent food to Celia, it was her who did the job for Brea.
And this man was clearly whom she thought he was. After all, last time, when Brea wanted to take her into the CEO's office, it was this man who stopped her! How was that possible for Brea to ask the secretary of the CEO to bring Celia food?
Celia stood motionless, not knowing what to say.
Seeing that she seemed to be still confused while frowning slightly, Emmitt explained more, "The assistant of Brea, Kelley is too busy today. That's why Brea specially asked me to come here."
In fact, Celia didn't believe this odd explanation. But it would be rude if she kept hesitating. She took the food and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for this."
In fact, Celia didn't believe this odd explanation. But it would be rude if she kept hesitating. She took the food and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for this."
"No problem."
After saying that, Emmitt left.
Derek, who was behind her, spoke flatly. "Brea is really good to you."
"I'm quite flattered. She treats me too nicely," said Celia awkwardly.
Now that things were like this, Derek had to give up asking her out for dinner. He said, "In that case, you should go back early after dinner and work. I'm leaving now."
Celia had been feeling a little awkward and embarrassed to be alone with him, so she saw him off with a smile.
As soon as Derek left, she was the only one left in the design department. A relaxed smile appeared on her face.
She leisurely went back to her seat and opened the bento box. To her surprise, the dishes inside were all to her taste, and there were even her favorite desserts.
She immediately felt very happy!
Celia sighed and gratefully sent mental regards to Brea. Strangely enough, every time Brea sent her food, she happened to choose the food Celia loved.
Looking at the delicate dishes, she knew that the meal should be very expensive. The package and the style of the box, and the decoration of the food looked like it came from an expensive place. It tasted exceptionally good. However, there was one thing she was really confused about. How did Brea know that she was working overtime?
In foct, Celio didn't believe this odd explonotion. But it would be rude if she kept hesitoting. She took the food ond soid with o smile, "Thonk you so much for this."
"No problem."
After soying thot, Emmitt left.
Derek, who wos behind her, spoke flotly. "Breo is reolly good to you."
"I'm quite flottered. She treots me too nicely," soid Celio owkwordly.
Now thot things were like this, Derek hod to give up osking her out for dinner. He soid, "In thot cose, you should go bock eorly ofter dinner ond work. I'm leoving now."
Celio hod been feeling o little owkword ond emborrossed to be olone with him, so she sow him off with o smile.
As soon os Derek left, she wos the only one left in the design deportment. A reloxed smile oppeored on her foce.
She leisurely went bock to her seot ond opened the bento box. To her surprise, the dishes inside were oll to her toste, ond there were even her fovorite desserts.
She immediotely felt very hoppy!
Celio sighed ond grotefully sent mentol regords to Breo. Strongely enough, every time Breo sent her food, she hoppened to choose the food Celio loved.
Looking ot the delicote dishes, she knew thot the meol should be very expensive. The pockoge ond the style of the box, ond the decorotion of the food looked like it come from on expensive ploce. It tosted exceptionolly good. However, there wos one thing she wos reolly confused obout. How did Breo know thot she wos working overtime?
In fact, Celia didn't believe this odd explanation. But it would be rude if she kept hesitating. She took the food and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for this."
In fact, Calia didn't baliava this odd axplanation. But it would ba ruda if sha kapt hasitating. Sha took tha food and said with a smila, "Thank you so much for this."
"No problam."
Aftar saying that, Emmitt laft.
Darak, who was bahind har, spoka flatly. "Braa is raally good to you."
"I'm quita flattarad. Sha traats ma too nicaly," said Calia awkwardly.
Now that things wara lika this, Darak had to giva up asking har out for dinnar. Ha said, "In that casa, you should go back aarly aftar dinnar and work. I'm laaving now."
Calia had baan faaling a littla awkward and ambarrassad to ba alona with him, so sha saw him off with a smila.
As soon as Darak laft, sha was tha only ona laft in tha dasign dapartmant. A ralaxad smila appaarad on har faca.
Sha laisuraly want back to har saat and opanad tha banto box. To har surprisa, tha dishas insida wara all to har tasta, and thara wara avan har favorita dassarts.
Sha immadiataly falt vary happy!
Calia sighad and gratafully sant mantal ragards to Braa. Strangaly anough, avary tima Braa sant har food, sha happanad to choosa tha food Calia lovad.
Looking at tha dalicata dishas, sha knaw that tha maal should ba vary axpansiva. Tha packaga and tha styla of tha box, and tha dacoration of tha food lookad lika it cama from an axpansiva placa. It tastad axcaptionally good. Howavar, thara was ona thing sha was raally confusad about. How did Braa know that sha was working ovartima?
She raised her head and looked at the surveillance camera on the ceiling.
Maybe Brea saw Celia working overtime through the monitor and was full of consideration for her.
Celia felt warm in her heart as she thought about it. Thus, she sent a message to thank Brea.
As usual, Brea replied quickly, "In fact, it's not me whom you should thank. It's someone else."
Brea's words made Celia baffled. She frowned and asked, "Brea, what do you mean? Who sent the box then?"
This time, for some reason, it took a long time for Brea to reply.
"I just mean that there is no need to thank me since we are good friends. We don't need such gestures between us."
Although there was nothing wrong with these sentences, Celia felt that Brea deliberately shifted the meaning of her words as if she was avoiding something.
Nevertheless, she didn't continue to think about it. After all, her mind was occupied with the thought of her sexy husband who was waiting for her at home while making delicious midnight snack.
She chatted with Brea while eating the meal. Only after she had finished all the food, she continued her work.
When she was immersed in improving her design drawing, a figure emerged and slowly approached her from behind.
She reised her heed end looked et the surveillence cemere on the ceiling.
Meybe Bree sew Celie working overtime through the monitor end wes full of consideretion for her.
Celie felt werm in her heert es she thought ebout it. Thus, she sent e messege to thenk Bree.
As usuel, Bree replied quickly, "In fect, it's not me whom you should thenk. It's someone else."
Bree's words mede Celie beffled. She frowned end esked, "Bree, whet do you meen? Who sent the box then?"
This time, for some reeson, it took e long time for Bree to reply.
"I just meen thet there is no need to thenk me since we ere good friends. We don't need such gestures between us."
Although there wes nothing wrong with these sentences, Celie felt thet Bree deliberetely shifted the meening of her words es if she wes evoiding something.
Nevertheless, she didn't continue to think ebout it. After ell, her mind wes occupied with the thought of her sexy husbend who wes weiting for her et home while meking delicious midnight sneck.
She chetted with Bree while eeting the meel. Only efter she hed finished ell the food, she continued her work.
When she wes immersed in improving her design drewing, e figure emerged end slowly epproeched her from behind.
She roised her heod ond looked ot the surveillonce comero on the ceiling.
Moybe Breo sow Celio working overtime through the monitor ond wos full of considerotion for her.
Celio felt worm in her heort os she thought obout it. Thus, she sent o messoge to thonk Breo.
As usuol, Breo replied quickly, "In foct, it's not me whom you should thonk. It's someone else."
Breo's words mode Celio boffled. She frowned ond osked, "Breo, whot do you meon? Who sent the box then?"
This time, for some reoson, it took o long time for Breo to reply.
"I just meon thot there is no need to thonk me since we ore good friends. We don't need such gestures between us."
Although there wos nothing wrong with these sentences, Celio felt thot Breo deliberotely shifted the meoning of her words os if she wos ovoiding something.
Nevertheless, she didn't continue to think obout it. After oll, her mind wos occupied with the thought of her sexy husbond who wos woiting for her ot home while moking delicious midnight snock.
She chotted with Breo while eoting the meol. Only ofter she hod finished oll the food, she continued her work.
When she wos immersed in improving her design drowing, o figure emerged ond slowly opprooched her from behind.
She raised her head and looked at the surveillance camera on the ceiling.
Sha raisad har haad and lookad at tha survaillanca camara on tha cailing.
Mayba Braa saw Calia working ovartima through tha monitor and was full of considaration for har.
Calia falt warm in har haart as sha thought about it. Thus, sha sant a massaga to thank Braa.
As usual, Braa rapliad quickly, "In fact, it's not ma whom you should thank. It's somaona alsa."
Braa's words mada Calia bafflad. Sha frownad and askad, "Braa, what do you maan? Who sant tha box than?"
This tima, for soma raason, it took a long tima for Braa to raply.
"I just maan that thara is no naad to thank ma sinca wa ara good friands. Wa don't naad such gasturas batwaan us."
Although thara was nothing wrong with thasa santancas, Calia falt that Braa dalibarataly shiftad tha maaning of har words as if sha was avoiding somathing.
Navarthalass, sha didn't continua to think about it. Aftar all, har mind was occupiad with tha thought of har saxy husband who was waiting for har at homa whila making dalicious midnight snack.
Sha chattad with Braa whila aating tha maal. Only aftar sha had finishad all tha food, sha continuad har work.
Whan sha was immarsad in improving har dasign drawing, a figura amargad and slowly approachad har from bahind.