Emily was not that silly to ask him directly about his purposes. If he wanted to tell him, then he would
naturally say it out one day.
If he didn't plan to tell her about it, then judging from his personality, it would be useless to ask the
question.
Emily picked up the chopsticks and began to enjoy the dishes with ease.
Two hours was just a short period of time, so she could endure it.
Anyway, there was still time left for her to go to the competition venue to watch Aryan’s match in the
afternoon.
Although she showed great confidence in Aryan when they were discussing it, this time, she was
actually not that sure about whether Aryan could finish drawing the drafts and spare some time to help
Rufus refine the lines.
If he couldn't, then it would be very hard for Rufus to complete the task.
After all, it was really difficult...
Her absent-mindedness made Henry feel sulkier.
He banged the empty glass onto the table.
Emily asked before he could say anything, “Why are you torturing yourself since having meal with me
would anger you so much?”
He took the initiative to call her to pay back the ‘two hours’.
So she came to meet him and have lunch with him, but then what was he mad at?
Henry was choked and speechless. Self-torture! Oh my, the words perfectly described what was
happening now.
“You owed me!” He said in a cold voice.
“I know.” Emily didn’t plan to retort him. If it was not because of that, why had she come?
But henry was still dissatisfied. This woman's reaction was really annoying!
“Aren't you angry after knowing that I’m the son of the Sharp family?” She should at least be mad at it!
Then he would have a company.
Nevertheless, he had no idea about what he was angry at.
“If I get mad at it, will you be happier?” Emily suddenly raised her head to loop up at him.
The question completely stunned Henry.
How could it be that other's mood could influence his own mood?
But he couldn't tell how he felt today. It was somehow ridiculous.
“You wrote the script to satirize me.” He firmly believed in this.
Emily rubbed the ends of her eyebrows. Were these big bosses so boring recently? Oh my, they were
so childish! And Henry was the most childish one!
“I didn't.” She looked into his eyes with a serious expression, “I just felt that this story could stand out
among the ten entries and become one of the 8 selected ones.”
“I can eliminate your entry.” He was the chief judge, right?
“Oh, it turns out that the second young master of the Sharp family, Mr. Henry, is a person who cannot
make a clear distinction between public and private affairs.” Emily threw up her hands as if she was not
bothered at all.
“Let me mind you, the competition is a live-streaming one. Even if you didn't take a fancy in my story,
some people would like it.”
The worst situation was that she couldn't join top-class companies like the Sharp Group or the Jackson
Group. But as a matter of fact, she hadn't had the expectation of being employed by such a company
at the very beginning.
Nevertheless, she was clear that after this competition, the chance for her team to seek cooperation
with other companies would be increased.
“Oh, so this is your backbone?” Henry narrowed his eyes.
“No. I'm a person with least backbone. If you tell me that the Sharp Group has selected my team, I
would jump with joy.”
She was telling the truth since she had never hided her ambition.
“Nevertheless, even if the Sharp Group selects other team in the end, I can still accept the result. It’s so
simple.”
Henry fixated his gaze on her delicate face. Although he knew that she was telling her inner thought,
why did he have a feeling that she was satirizing him?
Yeah, it must be sarcasm!
This girl had been satirizing him from the very beginning!
Emily felt a bit helpless, for she could almost guessed what was in his mind.
He really wanted to tell him that she was not satirizing him deliberately, sincerely.
She was very serious in the completion and had put her back into it.
Nevertheless, our Young Master Henry didn't believe in it. He felt that the story must be related to him.
“Henry, let’s enjoy the dishes. They've cooled down.” Emily finally uttered the words in an attempt to
shift his attention.
“No.” He was so angry that he didn't want to eat anything.
“But you are the chief judge of the competition in the afternoon, aren't you? It takes three consecutive
hours. If you don't fill your stomach now, you may feel hungry during the completion. And if you come
to find something to eat in the middle of the competition, it would be so embarrassing.”
“No!” As for whether he would be hungry or not, was it of her business? cng
“Seriously?”
“No!” Unless she would beg him! ae
“Hmm... People with high identities like you are not accustomed to take out the leftovers, right?” oo
“Humph!"" Leftover? What the hell was that? Shame on it! ove
“Then I will begin to enjoy them.” Emily was ecstatic in heart.
She picked up the chopsticks and soon, she felt full. She then walked towards the door of the private
room.
“It’s not the time yet. Where are you going?” Henry's expression became gloomy. “
“Alright, alright, I know it’s not the time to leave. I’m just coming to call the waiters.”
“There's a button for interior call on the table.” Obviously, this silly girl didn’t have meals in high-end
restaurants frequently. eon
“Oh, I’m behind the times.” Emily seated herself again in a good mood and pressed the button.
A waiter came over and knocked on the door within two seconds.
“Young Master Henry, what can I do for you?” The waiter asked respectfully.
Henry didn’t reply Emily smiled and pointed at the leftovers on the table “Please put them in doggy
boxes for me I will take
them away.”
“Put them in doggy boxes?” The waiter's expressions showed that he was extremely shocked; after all,
he hadn't expected
that Young Master Henry would take away the leftovers one day.
Henry felt stuffy inside and almost spitted blood because of anger.
He hadn't eaten the dishes yet, and this woman was asking the waiter to put them in doggy boxes! This
woman! This
woman!
“Yeah, Young Master Henry doesn't want to eat them. There’re many dished on the table. If I don’t take
them away, it must
be a waste.”
Emily took it for granted and didn't think that there was anything wrong in her words, “Quicker. Give me
the doggy boxes.”
The waiter looked at Henry, having no idea whether he should follow the order or not.”
The Young Master Henry would actually take away the leftovers! If this was spread, it would be a great
shame for him.
Henry pressed his lips together and suddenly stood up and stepped forward.
People could sense his icy aura from his back.
Young Master Henry had always been gentle and graceful, and it was the first time for him to see him
being so angry.
“Alas! What are you angry at? I will not take them away. It’s that okay?”
Emily chased after him, fearing that if he left now, he would give him another call and tell her that she
owed him one and
half an hour next time.
It would be the best to extinct the debt in one go. Who would know what he planned to do next time.
“I just want to take away the dishes, is it necessary to be mad at it?”
When Emily followed him to the street, she was still thinking of the delicious dishes on the table.
Although Terry and other team members had had lunch in the canteen of Skyler University, the food in
the canteen was far
more inferior to those dishes in that restaurant.
It was really a waste to leave those delicacies behind.
“Young Master Henry, where are you going? I can't catch up to you.”
Henry had been walked fast while Emily tried so hard to follow him and was now panting because of
physical exhaustion.
In the end, she stopped and stared at his back, “I've come out to accompany you. It’s you who
abandon me.”
After all, she had spent two hours on him. So he couldn't tell him that she still owes him one and half an
hour in the future.
That woman didn't follow him!
Henry, who was originally walking fast, suddenly turned around and walked towards her.
“I owe me something, and now you dare to not to pay it back?”
“I want to. That's the reason why I’m following you now. Young Master Henry, I’m yours the whole
noon.”
Emily forced an obsequious smile and reached out her hand, assuming a posture to lift his chin.
As expected, Henry avoided it with disdain, “Don't touch me with your dirty hand.”
“My whole person is dirty too. What about me leaving now and not bothering you for the rest one and
half an hours?”
He loathed her, yet still forced her to stay with him. This man was really a freak.
To make him become impatient to her and therefore drive her away, Emily leaned forward and put her
hand on his shoulder,
assuming a posturing of leaning towards his arms.
“Young Master Henry, I’m yours right now. Don't you want me? Seriously?”
When her hand fell on Henry’s shoulder, she felt the instant tightness of his torso.
Disgust and disdain emerged in Henry's heart and he suddenly had an impulse to push her away.
But in the end, with his eyes getting darker, he grasped her wrist and pulled her into his embrace,
"Seriously? You're mine?”
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