What? Matthew asked around just to find insomnia medicine for me? And he gave up a billion worth contract just to rescue me from the cruise? He even risked his life to save me from the flood and hired people to protect my parents? Veronica was shocked to the core and her mind was in a mess.
It was no wonder her parents mentioned that they had new neighbors a few days ago. According to them, the newcomers were hired to keep an eye on the reservoir for any intruders that intended to fish there.
In actuality, it was to keep her parents safe!
But... Do I have insomnia?
Before this, she was completely aware that she could only sleep when it was four or five in the morning. However, it wasn't a big deal to her as she thought that she only needed a shorter sleep period compared to others.
Not only that, she assumed that Matthew was spouting nonsense when he told her about her problem. She did not believe in him one bit! Did she misunderstand him all this time?
After maintaining her composure, she continued to finish off both the contracts. By the time she raised her head, Thomas was standing by the window, smoking silently.
Even if his attitude was indecent, he was a loyal assistant who had always done his best for Matthew. Thus, never once had Veronica blamed Thomas.
In any case, she had encountered nastier comments since the day she managed the company as Elizabeth's god-granddaughter. Once was bearable, but not for long; eventually, she had built a towering barrier with the bricks thrown at her.
"I've signed the contracts. Please pass it to him." She placed the pen aside.
Right then, Shirley entered the office to serve the coffee. She smiled politely at Thomas. "Mr. Ritter, here's your coffee."
However, Veronica told her, "Shirley, please escort Mr. Ritter out."
"Huh? But it hasn't been long since he arrived here." Shirley could sense the heavy mood hanging in the air.
Thomas held the cigarette with his fingers before saying, "No need for that." Then, he took the contract and strode out in a fuming rage.
Glancing at the man's long face, Shirley knew that a note of discord had surfaced during the conversation. "Veronica, Thomas works for Young Master Matthew. Did you guys fight?"
Veronica breathed a heavy sigh. "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
Looking at her wristwatch, she realized that it was 3 in the afternoon. "Stay here. I gotta put up a vacancy announcement."
"Huh? Didn't we have newcomers already? Why do we need more?"
"Forget it, then. I've got some business to attend to. See ya." She waved her hand and left with her bag.
I bet a rigorous man like Matthew will transfer over some experienced workers, right? Then, there's no need to hire more people for now.
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