Looking glum, Jessica exited the office slowly.
Putting down the pen in his hand, Larry walked to the window, lit up a cigarette, and began smoking.
Don't you worry, Joan, I'll take good care of Ms.
Young and Lucius. He raised his head and looked at the sky as if he was searching for an answer.
"Let's grab a meal together, Larry," Della asked in a seductive tone.
Ignoring her, Larry walked across to his desk and continued reading documents while a cold look flashed across his eyes.
How dare he ignore me! Della adjusted her posture and quickened her steps to get near him. She then breathed into his ear, but her action annoyed Larry.
"Get lost!" he scowled and barked fiercely. Embarrassed, Della froze.
"Um... You haven't eaten, have you? I thought we could eat together," she recollected herself and said seriously.
Larry remained quiet and hostile as if he did not hear a thing she said. Moments later, the anxious Della patted his back and repeated her invitation.
"You go ahead and leave me alone," he shrugged and said contemptuously.
Della's heart sank upon hearing his blatant and heartless rejection. She wanted to say something but faltered. In the end, she left the room without saying a word.
In less than half an hour, Della returned to Larry's office with some takeout. "Here you go."
She could not stand him not taking his meals on time.
Larry did not give her any response. Delia's heart wrenched as she sat on the sofa and stared at him the whole time. She had liked him for so long, but she still could not earn a place in his heart even after Joan's death. She felt so miserably at the thought of it.
"Why are you still here?" Larry threw her a question while concentrating on the computer screen.
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