“Mr. Shane…” Natalie was about to say no, but Silas beat her to it. “Sure, I’ll prepare it now.”

With that said, he shot her a meaningful glance before turning around and walking toward the door.

I have been wondering why Mr. Shane kept asking me to buy cakes these days. After I bought it, he put it in the fridge instead of eating it, and he would throw it away when he got off from work. On the next day, he would ask me to buy a cake again. Now I see why he did that.

Soon, Silas came back into the office with a tray. He put a cup of coffee and a piece of cake in front of Natalie.

Bashfully, she glanced at the man sitting across the table. “Mr. Shane, isn’t this inappropriate?”

“Why? Don’t you like it?” Shane looked up from behind the laptop screen.

She hurriedly waved her hands. “No, no. I just feel it’s inappropriate to eat in your office…”

“It’s alright. It’ll take time for me to finish reading the proposal. You may eat the cake while waiting.”

Afterward, he turned his head back to the screen and didn’t talk to her anymore.

Since he had put it this way, it would be rude if she turned him down. Picking up the exquisite fork, she took a small piece of the cake and put it in her mouth. The delicious and unique taste on her tongue made her eyes curled in happiness.

Shane asked suddenly. His hand

delicious,” she answered with a warm smile,

voice sounded deep and slightly croaky. “That’s good. You

“But…”

the kids can have it too.” Shane interrupted her,

curled up in a smile. “Thank you, Mr.

Silas, who then adjusted his glasses

The

of Shane’s office with a cake box and headed to the design

she received a call from Stanley. “Nat, are

I am. Why?”

front of a window, Stanley said gently, “My neurology paper has

was

He nodded faintly. “Yes.”

congratulated the man

having dinner together tonight as

the two of

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