Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
General Manager Wolfe had a regretful expression after he came out of the office.
He had thought Hudson Corporation’s position would skyrocket after having the backing of Eldest Young
Master Hill. It was unfortunate.
The atmosphere in the company was down the whole morning.
Even the employees at the reception desk were not excluded.
When it was nearly 12 p.m., a handsome, slender figure came walking from the entrance. At first glance,
it was as if a top-tier celebrity had appeared. However, upon a closer look, that perfect, refined outline
made the employees at the reception desk shudder.
They were looking right at the face that made Australia’s women swoon in front of the television too
many times.
“Eldest… Eldest Young Master Hill…”
‘F*ck, why does Eldest Young Master Hill now have choppy bangs? He’s utterly handsome.
‘Why is Eldest Young Master Hill here? He can’t possibly be getting a divorce with our president, right?
‘Oh my gosh, no.’
“Eldest Young Master Hill, you’re…” A female receptionist went up to him cautiously.
“Can’t you see this?” He shook the food container that he held. “I’m here to deliver food to my wife.”
“…”
The female receptionist was petrified.
Were they not getting a divorce?
Why did Eldest Young Master Hill come to deliver food personally, then?
“Where is she?” Shaun raised his dashing brows.
The receptionist was almost blinded by him, and she was on the verge of swooning over him. “At this
hour… She would’ve gone to the cafeteria to eat.”
Shaun made his way to the cafeteria carefreely.
This was his first time visiting Hudson Corporation.
He spotted Catherine’s figure at the cafeteria very quickly. She was really eye-catching. She wore a
khaki-colored tailored suit today, and her long hair was gathered at one side. Just from her side profile
alone, she already looked otherworldly.
A few executives were gathered around her. He did not know what they were talking about, but the
atmosphere was good and it looked like they were having a pleasant chat.
Shaun’s eyebrows were knitted into a frown.
He walked over with long strides.
Catherine was discussing the pricing of the houses with the executives. Then, she felt her surroundings
quieten down suddenly and everyone was looking behind her.
The ladies were swooning while the men had a fearful yet respectful look on their faces.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes were suddenly met with Shaun’s gorgeous face.
“Babe, I made a love-packed meal for you.” Shaun’s tone was so gentle and doting that honey was
dripping from his words.
Catherine frowned. She was about to say something.
General Manager Wolfe stood up immediately. “In that case, President Jones, you should hurry upstairs
and have your meal with Eldest Young Master Hill.”
The manager of the Marketing Department smiled from ear to ear. “Eldest Young Master Hill, you’re so
thoughtful.”
The manager of the Public Relations Department said, “Good men like Eldest Young Master Hill are
almost extinct. My husband has never lovingly packed me lunch in my whole life.”
Things got more exaggerated when the cafeteria’s supervisor ran out and said, “The food in our cafeteria
is surely not as delicious as what Eldest Young Master Hill has made. President Jones, you shouldn’t let
his efforts go to waste.”
“…”
Were those her employees or Shaun’s?
“Let’s go,” Shaun circled her waist and whispered in her ear, “You wouldn’t want to quarrel with me where
everyone’s watching us, right?”
Catherine was speechless. She had no choice but to bring him upstairs.
After closing the door, she crossed her arms. When she was about to talk, Shaun had already opened
the container of food. The container had four tiers. The first tier had deep-fried shrimp and vegetables in
it, the second tier contained chicken soup, and the third tier was filled with peeled fruits. The rice in the
fourth tier was arranged into portraits of a man and a woman, with roasted sesame seeds as the nose
and hair. There were eggs, carrots, and corn at the side as well. The creative work deserved full marks.
“Babe, this is you, and this is me.” Shaun pointed at the portraits in the lunch box.
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