Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 76

What had happened at the canteen made Cynthia absent-minded - Her Brother Patrick firstly sat with her, but later turned to Amelia. She didn't want to think deeply about this.

Seeing Cynthia stunned, her manager got more annoyed, "How can I entrust you since you failed in such a small task?"

Cynthia said anxiously, "Sir, I didn't mean it. Let me reprint them!"

The manager shook his head, pointed at her shoulder, and said with a hint, "Your shoulder is so thin and narrow. How can you live without a man who can take care of everything for you?"

Holding the documents tightly, Cynthia didn't say a word. She felt wronged and sour in her heart, complaining about why she lived such a suffering life.

At sunset, in the sales department.

Since they had been busy with Valentine's promotion, Ms. Lily, as the Head of Sales, invited all her colleagues in the department to a Japanese restaurant for dinner after work.

Wow!

It would be much more expensive than last year's barbecue at a stall, so everyone appreciated Ms. Lily.

After work, the staff of the department went downstairs in groups. Coincidentally, they met Mr. Hopper who came down from the elevator. He asked faintly, "Where are you going?"

Ms. Lily smiled and said, "We're going to a Japanese restaurant for dinner. They worked so hard, you know." After a pause, she politely asked, "Sir, would you like to join us?"

"Sure." Mr. Hopper answered.

"Since you're busy... Eh? Sorry?" Ms. Lily thought she heard something wrong and looked at Mr. Hopper in surprise.

"You and I..." After glancing at Amelia and a two-second pause, Mr. Hopper continued, "... we go together."

In the Japanese restaurant.

The first thing they did upon entry was to organize the seats. The over 30 people were divided into nearly 10 tables.

Amelia had no idea why Ms. Lily was seated with Mr. Hopper.

As soon as she sat down, she was attracted to him but she had to pretend to be indifferent. With a menu in her hand, she was puzzled.

All of a sudden, Mr. Hopper touched her hand lightly. Seeing her nervous, he chuckled and said, "Why don't you share with me?"

Ms. Lily, who was seated at the same table, joked, "Yeah, Amelia, share with boss."

Amelia simply put the menu into Mr. Hopper's arms and said, "Mr. Hopper, read it yourself."

With the menu in one hand and the other circling her back, Mr. Hopper said ambiguously, "But I wanna share with Ms. Amelia."

As sensitive as she was, Amelia could naturally feel his action. She put her hand under the table and pinched his forearm hard. He grunted!

Hearing this, Ms. Lily asked nervously, "Sir, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm! It was just a mosquito!" Mr. Hopper said as if nothing happened and withdrew his hand on Amelia's back.

Amelia didn't care about him.

And the dishes were served gradually.

During the meal.

In Japanese cuisine, mustard and sushi were a perfect match, but Amelia noticed that Patrick only took the sushi without mustard, which tasted dull.

So she picked up a piece of cherry blossom sushi and dip it in soy sauce and mustard, and then put it on his plate, saying, "Have a try, Mr. Hopper."

Patrick felt disgusted at the green mustard on the pinky cherry blossom.