Chapter 95 – Give Her Chocolate and Fresh Flower
When they returned to Garden Villa, Assistant Paul, who was originally light, got off the car shakily with a chocolate in one hand and a fresh flower in the other.
Seeing Oliver minding his own business and entering the house, Assistant Paul quickly trotted and followed.
“Second Young Master, you will personally give this to Secretary Angela, right?”
“Me?” Oliver’s eyes flashed with displeasure, “What do I need your assistant for?”
Assistant Paul’s bitter face wrinkled more than Angela’s usual self.
“Assistant Paul, seeing you like this, could it be that I have mistreated you?” Oliver evaluated without batting an eyelid, “Or are you two assistants not on friendly terms?”
Assistant Paul quickly put on a smiling face, “Of course not, Secretary Angela and I are good friends.”
The point is that everyone understands that they all went out for a day and left a little patient for the day.
Thinking about it, he obviously knew that Angela was not in a good mood right now.
Angela was not in a good mood, the consequences were severe.
They had all experienced it.
After sweeping a few of his trusted aides with her starry eyes, Oliver coldly snorted. “A single woman scared the lot of you to this extent. That’s all!”
Ben, who was usually depressed, stepped forward at the most critical moment, “Second Young Master, we are all afraid of losing our jobs and losing our bonuses. But the little secretary dared to fire the Second Young Master. We are indeed not as bold as the little secretary.”
Oliver snorted, “A bunch of cowards.”
“Aren’t you afraid that you will personally send flowers and chocolate?”
The men looked at each other, nobody dared to speak their mind.
Under Oliver’s disdainful gaze, Assistant Paul shrank his neck and quickly went upstairs. Those cautious steps seemed to be out of fear of trampling a lost art to death.
Oliver leisurely walked to the hall, and drank half a cup of water, then stopped there, his ears facing the stairs.
Assistant Paul finally reached the second floor. He lightly knocked on Angela’s door.
“Secretary Angela, are you feeling better now?”
There was no reply.
Clearing his throat, Assistant Paul raised his voice. “Secretary Angela, Second Young Master bought your favorite chocolate and even bought some flowers. Why don’t you come out and take a look?”
Still no reply.
“Secretary Angela, I’m coming in now.”
Waiting three seconds, without hearing a reply from Angela, Paul pushed open the door.
After looking around, he hurriedly came out.
“Second Young Master, Secretary Angela is not here, quickly ask Uncle Nang.”
Oliver put down the cup, raised his voice and said. “Uncle Nang, you are butler today. Where is she?”
“Is the secretary Angela not backing yet?” Uncle Nang was shocked; he went to the living room and shouted, “Secretary Angela!”
He had been busy eating dinner in the afternoon, how could he notice Angela’s movements?
Uncle Nang paced back and forth anxiously. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. “She is going to a place. The Second Young Master should quickly make a phone call and ask when Secretary Angela will be back.”
Assistant Paul became more quick-witted and started to make calls without any hesitation.
His face once again appeared on the second floor, “Second Young Master, Secretary Angela’s phone is turned off.”
Oliver’s handsome face instantly filled with black lines. She was not allowed to go to the golf course to look for him even though she was sick and she didn’t appreciate his kindness in the end.
“The Little Secretary is still sick!” Uncle Nang muttered worriedly, “Where did you go to play on such a hot day? You didn’t come back for half a day? That’s worrying.”
Oliver frowned and headed upstairs. If he found her somewhere on the second floor now.
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The high speed rail sped through the air. Angela hid in her comfortable seat and watched the scenery recede.
At some point in time, the high speed rail stopped.
Under the train attendant’s gentle warning, Angela stood up. She supported her head, which was still a little dizzy, and picked up her travel bag before sneaking out of the car.
Looking at the familiar place, Angela stretched out her arms and hugged the sky. “Tom, Mommy is back to see you.”
After returning to their house, right when she arrived at the door, Mrs. Chen saw her daughter and came out to welcome her in a hurry.
She snatched Angela’s bag away. “Angela, why did you suddenly come back so fast? If you didn’t call in advance, I would have told Tristan to come and pick you up at the train station.”
“I’m fine.” Angela’s misty eyes looked around, “Where’s the naughty one?”
Mrs. Chen pointed upstairs.
“Your father has punished you. You are writing on the second floor with big words.”
Before his voice fell, Tom in front of him had long disappeared.
“Mommy!” Seeing Angela, Tom shouted happily. She immediately used a heavy brush and pounced on him.
When she was about to jump into Angela’s embrace, he once again stood there awkwardly, showing a calm look as if she was a little man.
With a stern face, he picked up a brush and said, “Mommy, I am currently writing something big.”
“Let’s not write anymore.” Angela snatched the brush from her son’s hands, “Let’s practice again tomorrow. This Mommy will play with you and Mommy might soon return to work.”
After hearing this, Tom immediately hugs Angela silently, not saying a word.
In this instant, Angela could be completely certain that his son needed her company, as well as a normal family with father, to nurture his son’s correct views on things.