Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 315 Compromise

Jonathan looked at her and laughed out loud.

After a while, he arched his brow and smiled, "I'll make an appointment and come to learn more about Redeur with Suecy."

Till she heard that, she finally rested her anxious mind at ease.

Jonathan relented, which meant that her effort was not for nothing.

Out of the racing club, her legs still felt weak.She went back to the office and barely had anything for lunch.She lay prone on her desk for over an hour and gradually got her spirit back.

The race in the morning made her sick for the rest of the day.

Emma came back from lunch and asked her, "Lucia, are you really not going to eat anything? I have sandwiches here.Would you like..."

Lucia weakly shook her head.

"It's okay.I have no appetite."

Emma advised her several times, but she was determined not to eat anything.

In the end, the girl had to give up.

From the elevator, a lithe figure came out with a large thermos box in her hand.

Jeanne headed towards August's office.

The memories of the humiliation last night came flooding back.

She gripped the handle of the box, feeling reluctant and annoyed.

By the time she reached the President's Office, however, the bad feeling was instantly gone.

She put on a smile and knocked on the door.She had thought that August would come over to coax her, but he hadn't done anything.

Fearing that it would draw them apart, she asked the maid to stew some fish soup and came over to make peace.She would rather swallow her pride than give other women any chance.She thought to herself, felt better, and knocked again.

The man's voice came out.

Jeanne heaved a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, and went in.

smile immediately appeared on her

chef

eyes dimmed

be mad

his surprise, she

to the sofa, put the lunchbox down,

here.Fearing it would get cold, I brought it over

hesitated for a moment, and then

he had no more reason

divided the fish soup, pushed one portion to him, and said excitedly,

picked up the steaming soup and had a sip.His brows were unknitted a little.He liked the fish soup, especially when he was in a bad

Good?"

August nodded.

"Not bad."

the very least, it was better than that cooked

of that

seconds later, he realized

looked at

you like it, I'll bring it

don't have

in a gentle

and lowered

and apologized in a sweet voice, "August...it was really not my

paused and whispered,

pressed, "You're not

his head and forced

not mad

bowl of fish soup.She

she observed

his face, and then his indifferent voice rang

with her, I can call her

said, "We're friends! Give

moment of hesitation, August called in

notice came from Burton.Her heart tightened.She took

President's Office, the chuckle of a

on the door