Chapter 52
Was Lila giving him attitude?
For a moment, Alexander was on the edge of exploding with rage. He was this close to grabbing his plate and smashing it right on Lila.
Charlie had followed Alexander for years, so he naturally saw the raging anger hidden beneath his boss's calm face. Suddenly, he didn't know what to do.
If it were a work problem, no matter how difficult, Charlie would find a way to solve it.
But right now, this was an issue between Mr. Sinclair and Mrs. Sinclair.
This was between husband and wife - how could Charlie, just an employee, mediate?
He really didn't know what bad things he did in his past life to become the only person in the entire company who knew that his direct boss and the new driver were husband and wife.
Charlie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
At this moment, Alexander suddenly spoke, "Have her change seats and sit in the front. She's blocking my view."
Charlie was speechless.
Mr. Sinclair, could you please spare me?
When Lila was eating with her head down, her back was to them, but she heard everything Alexander said.
She knew Alexander was deliberately making things difficult for her, deliberately embarrassing her.
Her embarrassment would bring him inner pleasure.
Targeting her, mocking her - that was his greatest source of entertainment.
Lila looked at the half-eaten sandwich in her hand. Her mouth felt dry and tasteless, and she couldn't swallow another bite. She stood up directly and walked toward the elevator.
She wasn't eating anymore.
She could just leave, couldn't she!
Charlie saw Lila leave. With fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he said to Alexander, "Mr. Sinclair, Mrs..."
Just as he said "Mrs," Alexander's eyes shot toward him like ice-cold daggers. Charlie quickly changed his words, "Mr. Sinclair, the driver left."
Alexander asked with displeasure all over his face, "Am I blind?"
"Please eat your meal."
"Are you ordering me around?"
Charlie felt very wronged inside and could only shut up in the end.
Alexander glanced at the lunch in front of him, "This meal - you eat it."
With those words, he got up and also walked toward the elevator.
Charlie was silent.
He was truly helpless.
After Lila returned upstairs, she entered her driver's break room.
Sitting in the swivel chair, her mind was full of Alexander's repeated targeting of her. Alexander's face, more handsome than anyone else's, was always filled with more malice and mockery than anyone else's when facing her.
But when it came down to it, what had Lila done wrong?
Her only selfish motive was to find a better lawyer for her father, to get a sum of money in a short time to pay for her grandmother's medical expenses.
Besides that, she really didn't know where she had gone wrong.
Lila sighed.
Somehow, she suddenly thought of Celeste.
Lila hoped she would come back soon.
After she came back, all of Alexander's attention would be on her, and she, the Mrs. Sinclair in name only, could be free.
In her view, even if Alexander cheated during their marriage and got involved with Celeste, even if he went out every day to get a hotel room with Celeste, she wouldn't care. She would even thank her with a heart more devout than Sunday prayers!
As long as it could spare her from daily mockery and targeting.
Her phone rang.
Lila took out the phone from her pocket and only then remembered that she had received messages while practicing driving that she hadn't looked at yet.
Opening it now, she found they were from Elara.
Half an hour ago, Elara had asked her, [Lila, guess who's back?]
Just now, she sent another message, [What are you busy with? Today Chris Cavil contacted me and asked for your contact information. Lila, it's Chris! You still remember him, right?]
Chris?
Seeing this name, Lila's head instantly became a mess.