Chapter 864

Bernard checked the time, then turned to Taylor, Planning to mooch off my lunch, are you?

Taylor waved his hand nonchalantly, Nope, my wife’s bringing me lunch. I’ll hang here for a bit then take off

Bernard blinked, Your wifedelivers your lunch every day?

Taylor beamed, Yeah, she insists outdoor food is sketchy, so she prefers to deliver herself.

As if on cue, a graceful figure emerged outside the CEO’s office. There stood Taylor’s wife, lunch box in hand, waving at him

Seeing his wife, Taylor sprang up. Time for me to split. Don’t forget to eat.

As Taylor accepted the lunch box from his wife and they strolled hand in hand towards the elevator, Bernard’s expression subtly changed.

the table, hesitated for a few seconds, then

the company

painting, blinked at the unexpected

eating out? There are plenty of

eyebrow before

food outside sucks too]

takeaway

like that, the conversation

it, he didn’t want to bother his wife. She should just

that Bernard didn’t reply to her message, Eleanor put down her paintbrush, propped her chin on her hand, and scrolled through

he… hinting that he wanted her to bring him lunch at

Group as Mrs. Laurence. Maybe

and went to the kitchen, personally cooked up some chicken soup, and

Scott, and with a

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