Kelsey worked with me for two years, thus she knew a lot about me and Hendrix. She frowned when she heard me and asked, "If you really agree to it, wouldn't you be betraying Master Roberts then?"
"Besides, if you agree to it now, the share Master Roberts gave you would be returned to Mr. Roberts. Director, it'll be a huge loss!"
I knew what she was worried about. I checked my watch and noticed that it was getting late. I did not explain and concluded, "I have my own plans. Hurry and get it for me. I have something to do later."
Kelsey knew that I would not listen to her, thus she hurried out of the office anxiously.
I cleaned up and grabbed the car keys. I waited for Kelsey at the stairs. Fortunately, she was quick on her feet and she retrieved the documents swiftly.
She handed me the file and advised reluctantly, "Director, it's not the best time for you to file a divorce, you—"
"Alright!" I interrupted her and went into the elevator. I stared at her and uttered, "Work hard. I know what to do."
Before she could speak, the elevator door closed.
I arrived at the garage and drove to meet up with Josiah.
The Northern Heaven was an elegant restaurant. The interior was classy and the dishes were exquisite. It was quite expensive, therefore it was catered to wealthy customers even though it was quiet and relaxing.
I made a reservation, therefore I went to my table as soon as I entered the restaurant. To my surprise, Josiah came early.
He was in casual attire. His clothes were neat and unwrinkled. He sat by the window elegantly. He was tapping his slender fingers on the table leisurely.
"Sorry, I'm late!" I sat opposite him. I signaled the waiter to order some food.
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