A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 89

Her eyes were pure, like the water in a lake, so clean that it made people hesitant to hurt her.

Cedric’s face stiffened a bit, so he looked away from her and threw out a line, “Remember to close the door,” before leaving.

Eleanor watched him leave then picked up the coffee and headed for the conference room.

The bidding meeting had already begun, and the lights in the conference room were turned off, with only the big screen lit up.

It was like a small studio, and walking from the back door to the front, she had to go down hundreds of steps.

Since the lights were off, it was pitch black inside and hard to see. All she could do was grope her way through the darkness. Eleanor held the coffee in one hand and used the other to brace herself against the seats as she slowly made her way down.

She’d been a president’s assistant for many years, and she could handle this small task perfectly. Soon enough, she made it to Jason’s side with the coffee.

She bent down to hand him the coffee, softly reminding him, “Mr. Clowers, careful, it’s hot.”

Jason nodded, took the coffee and said with a smile, “Thanks for the effort.”

Eleanor shook her head. Bernard, who was sitting in front of her, suddenly leaned back when she was about to sit down.

hand on his chair accidentally

startled and quickly withdrew her hand, but the man just

gloomy and deep eyes felt like being stared at by a

at Bernard like this, she said with a little fear,

her a cold

sitting down with her tense

still pounding, Jason whispered in her

eyes widened, disbelievingly looking at Jason, “What…did you say?”

bit startled after saying this sentence. He’d just seen Eleanor trembling all over

that out of the

while to calm down from his own actions, then he feigned nonchalance, picked up the coffee, and sipped

slightly surprised expression, “How did you

his question, and she answered casually, “I didn’t know; I

truth, she did know. He always liked to drink strong coffee to perk

“So,

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her head, “No,

her, “Where’s the creamer?”