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.

appeared on

are you busy? I asked the chef

from the documents.His eyes dimmed when he

would be mad

surprise, she came

went to the sofa, put the

I brought it over as soon

brows, hesitated for a moment, and

Jeanne had given in, he had no more reason to give her

one portion to

had a sip.His brows were unknitted a little.He liked the fish soup, especially when

taste? Good?" Jeanne asked, her eyes

August nodded.

"Not bad."

was better

of that woman

later, he realized it and

Jeanne looked at him

you like it, I'll bring it over

have

said in a gentle voice,

and lowered her

a while, she reached out, held onto his arm, and apologized in a sweet voice, "August...it was really

and whispered, "It's

"You're not mad

his head and

not mad at

fish soup.She remembered something and quickly said, "By the way, the other bowl is for

speaking, she

his face, and then his

to share with her, I can call her

said, "We're friends! Give her a call, or the soup will be

a moment of hesitation, August called in Burton and

better when a notice

as she reached the President's Office, the

knocked on the door and went