As Jeremy looked at the door that had been slammed shut, he grew furious. He decided to take it out
on Jessie.
"Who allowed you to come here?" The cold look on Jeremy's face made Jessie's heart shiver in fear.
Swallowing hard, she stammered, "It's just that I haven't seen you in days. Every time I come here,
you're always so busy. I just wanted to see you..."
Jeremy's shirt was still disheveled so Jessie approached him to help him straighten out his shirt, biting
her lips in anxiousness. In response, Jeremy harshly clutched her hand.
"From now on, you stay away from me!" With that, Jeremy slapped her hand away as he went to his
desk.
Jessie had always found Jeremy hard to read. He wasn't really the type to submit to women. She knew
if she continued to be aggressive, Jeremy would just push her away.
"Got it," she murmured.
As she was about to leave, she heard a voice from behind. "It's almost dinner time. What do you want
to eat?"
She turned around and looked at him excitedly. He was still sitting at his desk, perusing through some
documents. It seemed that even though he still had a lot of work to do, he wasn't angry anymore much
to her relief. Still, she couldn't forget how scary he had just been a moment ago.
Jeremy still seemed preoccupied by the documents that Sherry had sent. After reading through the
draft of her advertising plan, he couldn't help but sigh. It looked like he had underestimated Sherry.
She had just been hiding her true capabilities all this time.
At this point, Jeremy wasn't even paying attention to Jessie anymore. He concentrated on the
documents, reading every word carefully. After all, Sherry had worked hard on this.
After Sherry lingered in the bathroom for a while, she finally left the Ou Group building.
As usual, Sherry looked elegant as ever. She hailed a taxi by the roadside and as soon as she got
inside, her phone started ringing.
She checked her phone only to find that it was Steve who was calling her.
She always became a little irked whenever she saw or talked to anyone who was related to Jeremy.
However, she knew she couldn't just ignore the call since Steve was a client of the SZ Advertising
Company. She couldn't afford to compromise her work as she didn't want Langston to treat her any
worse than he already was.
Inhaling a deep breath, she put the phone against her ear as she answered, "Hello, Mr. Song."
"Hello, Miss Xu," Steve replied calmly, trying to restrain his excitement. "I wanted to talk to you about
the details of the advertising plan."
When Sherry glanced at her phone, she wondered to herself, 'I thought someone else is in charge of
this now? Didn't Langston talk to Steve?'
"I'm sorry. Director Langston has already asked my other colleagues to take over the case," Sherry said
politely.
Steve knowingly grinned to himself as he responded, "Well, I told Langston I didn't want that. It may
have been his decision but by doing that, he broke our contract."
Sherry let out a sigh. She recalled that Steve didn't specify that she had to take this job.
"Okay, tell me the time and place." Sherry intended to discuss this with Langston on what their course
of action should be.
However, what she didn't expect was that Steve would want to meet right away. "Let's meet at the
restaurant near the SZ Advertising Company in half an hour!"
It was obvious what Steve's intentions were. Needless to say, Sherry was annoyed. Trying her best to
restrain her anger, she coldly answered, "Okay, I'll be there."
About half an hour later, she arrived at the office. It didn't take long for her to find the restaurant.
Steve had reserved a table for them by the window where they could enjoy the view.
That day, the sun was shining brightly. Steve stood by the window, carefully looking outside. He had
just spotted Sherry walking on the sidewalk about to head inside the restaurant.
His lips curved into a smirk. He was glad that he could use work as an excuse to see her. This was way
better than having to rely on Jeremy.
Jeremy didn't even want to tell him anything about Sherry. What kind of friend was he?
It was hot outside. After getting out of the taxi, Sherry was immediately drenched in sweat even though
she'd only walked for a while. She felt rejuvenated as soon as the cool wind hit her upon entering the
restaurant.
"Mr. Song," Sherry greeted politely as she put on a smile.
Steve merely nodded and pointed to the chair, "Have a seat, please."
As soon as she sat down, the waiter served her a glass of ice cold juice.
"It's hot outside. Have a drink." Looking at her expectantly, Steve couldn't help smiling.
Sherry caught a whiff of a strange smell as soon as the drink was served. When she leaned forward to
get a better look of the drink, she realized that it was sago with mango and durian. In surprise, she
exclaimed,
"Durian sago!" "Yes, it's durian sago. Do you like that?" Steve asked tentatively.
Frowning, Sherry thought to herself, 'I hate durian!
He even ordered durian for me! Was he doing this on purpose? Was it because Langston assigned
another person for his case?'
"I'm fine. It's not that hot. I'm not thirsty," Sherry politely refused.
Displeased, Steve said, "I ordered it especially for you. How could you refuse? It's good if you try it.
This is quite famous here. You should have a taste at least."
Sherry waved her hand in embarrassment. "No, I really don't want to drink it."
Looking at Sherry's knitted eyebrows, Steve wondered if she felt embarrassed. Was he being too
enthusiastic?
Getting annoyed, he barked, "Don't give me that look. I ordered this especially for you!"
His tone was a little harsh as if he was leaving no room for Sherry to refuse.
Sherry was at a loss for words. To her, she didn't do anything wrong but why was he making such a
fuss about this?
She had no choice but to at least have a sip of the drink.
After Sherry took a sip, Steve smiled in satisfaction and asked, "So? How do you like it? It's delicious,
right?"
She couldn't even stand the smell!
She had to force herself to swallow the tiny sip that she took. She felt like vomiting after!
Sherry's face was a little pale now and there wasn't a glass of water on the table. She wanted to rinse
her mouth of the awful taste so bad and she was having a difficult time resisting the impulse to barf.
Steve didn't even notice her discomfort.
"Mr. Song, why don't we get to work?" Sherry had asked one of the staff to bring her the documents on
Steve's project from her office. She then took out a folder out of her bag and placed the glass of durian
sago aside.
Soon, the table was scattered with documents. After a casual exchange of niceties, the waiter suddenly
arrived with the food.
"Excuse me, sir, should I be serving the food now?" the waiter asked as he looked at Steve.
Steve didn't even seem interested in the work they were supposed to do. He nodded and turned to
Sherry. "Work is important but so is lunch. Let's discuss work after eating, shall we?"
Having had the durian sago had already soured her appetite as the taste was still lingering in her
mouth.
She meant to wrap up their meeting right away but since eating some food would help her rinse her
mouth of the durian taste, she agreed.
To her surprise, one of the dishes was chicken stewed in durian shells. To make things worse, Steve
kept adding more food to her plate. Adding to her misery was the durian mousse that was served for
dessert.
"The chefs here are very talented. All their dishes are unique. You're definitely going to like this!" Steve
said with much confidence.
Sherry wasn't exactly picky with her food—she just really hated it when her food smelled strange. She
couldn't understand why Steve was insisting on having such exotic food for lunch. Didn't he know
women? How many women liked durian?
In the end, she had no choice but to eat the food that Steve had ordered. This was probably the most
difficult meal she'd ever had.
Sherry couldn't help herself from grimacing. She still felt like vomiting. If this wasn't for work, she
would've straight up walked out on Steve.
They only started working when they had finished their meal.
"Oh, I'm celebrating my birthday in a few days. You should come to my birthday party if you're free,"
Steve said with a smile as he eyed Sherry.
They were in the middle of discussing work when Steve brought up his birthday.
"I don't think that's a good idea..." Steve seemed oblivious to Sherry's obvious discomfort. "I don't think
there's anything wrong with you attending my birthday party. After all, we're working together now. It
would be better for our relationship if we establish more rapport each other."
Sherry fell into a deep thought as she looked at all the documents laid out on the table. The Song
Group was definitely a powerhouse in the industry. It would definitely benefit them if they kept the Song
Group as their client.
She didn't mind sacrificing a bit if it meant good things for her career.
"We have a lot of opportunities to work together again in the future. If you attend my birthday party to
represent the SZ Advertising Company, I'm sure Chester's going to be pleased with you," Steve added
upon noticing Sherry's hesitation.
His persuasion finally worked. After a pause, Sherry nodded. "Okay, I'll be there."
"Finally," Steve said. "Miss Xu, would you like to go as my female companion then?"
Steve gave Sherry another huge headache.
"Be my female companion, okay?" Steve widened his smile as he felt as if Sherry had no reason to
refuse him.
He was that kind of person. He was the heir of the Song Group which meant that he was rich. In
addition to that, he was attractive and well-mannered.
He was confident that he could win Sherry's heart.
"No, I don't think that's good idea. You're the heir of the Song Group and I'm just a manager at the
advertising department of the SZ Advertising Company. I think it's better if I just attend your birthday
party as a representative of my company," Sherry explained.
She just simply wasn't interested in spending more time with Steve. If it wasn't for work, she wouldn't
even be here in the first place.
Steve just reminded her too much of Jeremy. She recalled that Jeremy had the intention of handing her
over to Steve.
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