Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 96 I Thought You Enjoyed Calling Me Miles Grant In Private

Stella finally reached the bottom of her bag and seemed to have recalled something. She then took out the e-cigarette and handed it to Miles. “This is for you!”

With an icy smile on his face, he asked her, “Should I thank you for keeping me in your thoughts?”

She smiled back embarrassedly.

Right then, Zachariah ran over to pick up a toy on the sofa. The coffee table blocked his way, so he stopped in his tracks and waited lazily for Stella to help him because she was standing closer to Miles, passing him his gift.

She immediately noticed the toy car. It was a very tiny toy tucked right under Miles’ body that was leaning on the arm of the sofa.

“President Grant, could you please hand me the toy car?” She pointed at the toy car right underneath his arm.

She had handed the e-cigarette to Miles, and he accepted it reluctantly because it was a gift she had brought all the way home from America. The fact that it was the only gift from her made the item appear valuable to him.

He also felt upset and disappointed at his sense of inferiority when he compared himself to Matthew. How could she throw away the medicine she bought for me?

Nevertheless, he took a look around him and found the toy car pressed under his arm. He then handed it over to Stella, who gave it to Zachariah.

When she was about to turn around and leave, she heard a casual remark from him. “Miss Johansson, I thought you enjoyed calling me Miles Grant in private. Why are you referring to me as President Grant again?”

She was taken aback by his question. Who told him that? She vaguely remembered the few times she addressed him as Miles in private instead of ‘President Grant’. However, she was unsure how exactly the word got out.

After he got hold of her slip-up, she felt a little embarrassed, and the stubbornness in her tone softened. Her only way out was to deny the fact no matter how hard he pressed on.

“Nope. I have always addressed you as President Grant.” Her eyes flickered in guilt.

lying to

Plus, I rarely talk about you in private, so it’s

‘rarely’ talks about me in private. Soon, he gave up on this topic because his focus was never on how she addressed him. He was more offended by her lack of

the torn dress from before. Curious and inquisitive, she wanted to check out the reason behind the flimsy dress from the manufacturer. To be honest, even though her dress was caught on a nail, it should not be

Hollowcrest City. With the dress in hand, she went to the company with the intention of lodging a complaint. But on second thought, if she complained to the company,

a reasonable excuse to get a shot at visiting the factory after

over this problem, the front desk staff greeted her, “Miss, how can

got an idea. “Hello, I’m the secretary of President Grant from Miles Conglomerate. Our president wanted to bulk purchase some uniforms, so he sent

in the fashion industry; if she introduced herself as an employee of Amon, she would be deemed a business spy. Moreover, she could not say that she was working

the matter seriously and came out to greet her. Along the way, he asked

with the operations of Miles Conglomerate. After the visit to the sewing room, she had a few theories in her mind for the low quality of their garments—either the machines were too rusty, or they did not starch their garments after rinsing. Those were the two possibilities that she had in her mind at the

staff in

the hotel, ready to leave for the airport when she noticed the familiar face of a person

look into her background. It didn’t matter that she was a stranger when she toured the factory. After all, she could not steal any business secrets from a simple tour. However, they would definitely investigate her after

frowned when he saw her. “Miss Johansson, after

totally impossible to get out of this by admitting that she was there to take notes on

end of her wits, she suddenly noticed a man at the entrance. Wait,

man in the lobby. Soon, he understood what was going on. He went up to her and met the eyes of the

manager’s face. “Are you planning to do something

Miles’ secretary, so he couldn’t understand why Miles acted

not involved with him, she would not have had the guts to claim that she was his secretary. Running into a dead-end, the manager felt disappointed and left with his

he spoke before she could do so. With his head cocked, he said mockingly, “Let’s go,

and she did not know how to face him. Just when she was about to leave with her luggage, she realized

when did you get the courage to do that? How dare you pose as

by the factory manager had probably alerted Miles, she thought to herself. “It’s safest to pose as your secretary,”