Kingsley was very gentlemanly and drew out the chair for Sherman. However, her heartbeat accelerated. She was afraid that those people would look at them with strange eyes.
She reached out to put her hair behind her ears. She didn't dare to look at him, but just lowered her head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wright."
"You're welcome." Kingsley's voice was low and full of deep meaning as he looked at her. Another female employee of the office was beside him. He also helped her draw out her chair.
The female employee was excited to look at him with obsession, "Thank you, Mr. Wright."
He hooked up his lips and smiled politely and gently. The female employee was tempted. Yanny was very jealous of her because she should have sat there.
"Come on. Mr. Wright won't like you. Don't have unrealistic dreams." The manager whispered. The female employees were all dreaming.
Yanny glanced at the obese manager, then she looked at Kingsley, who was elegant and gentle. She couldn't help but be a little annoyed.
Kingsley's gray coat was so long that it reached his knees. Before he sat down, he took off his coat and handed it to the waiter, "Thank you."
The waiter hurriedly shook his head and helped him put it away.
He only wore a black shirt, but there were several silver lines at his collar and shoulders. Such a shirt was not monotonous but low-key and exquisite.
The bosses were sitting at the table, so everyone was a little uneasy. All the dishes on the table were Sherman's favorite. She enjoyed them with a fork.
Kingsley didn't eat anything. He was the spotlight of this evening. Everyone focused on him and talked about him. He kept sipping his wine lightly. His expression was gentle. Sometimes he whispered a few words in a very gentlemanly manner, without making people feel distant.
Suddenly, Sherman felt that her left hand was hot.
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