I didn't plan on inviting Neil for meal, but since he already started munching, my words just choked back.
Indeed, he's been a big help today; he even went the extra mile and ordered a feast. He's been quite thoughtful.
I focused on my food, doing my best to ignore Neil. He's always quiet when eating, giving our meal a serene ambiance.
Just as we were halfway through, Neil's phone started buzzing non-stop, probably someone bombarding him with messages.
He glanced at his phone, an annoyed expression on his face. I bet it was either Bonnie or Scarlett blowing up his phone.
"Neil, go handle your business." I took the chance to say.
"No. Let's continue eating." Neil peeled a shrimp and put it on my plate, replying nonchalantly.
I looked at the shrimp on my plate, feeling a bit mixed up. We weren't at that lovey-dovey stage yet.
So, I put the shrimp back on Neil's plate. He gave me a meaningful look and asked, "Are you disgusted by me?"
I shook my head, "No. I just don't feel like eating shrimp."
He got the message, didn't say anything else, and just ate the shrimp himself.
By the time we were almost done, Neil's phone started ringing again. This time was a call. I sneakily glanced, and the caller ID read "Annoying Fool".
Annoying Fool? That nickname felt a bit ambiguous. But it definitely wasn't referring to Bonnie.
Neil glanced at his phone and hung up. I quietly continued eating.
"I'll clean up." Seeing Neil about to clear up the table, I stood up and said. I was feeling a lot better, like my fever had subsided.
"I got this." Neil ignored me, dumped the leftovers in the bin, and carefully took out the trash.
He didn't look as agitated as last night. He was calm throughout, but I couldn't relax one bit.
When Neil left, I cleaned myself up before heading to the office.
As my car passed Neil's house, I turned to glance at his yard. He was on the phone. My intuition told me it was probably that "Annoying Fool".
Neil saw my car too. We exchanged glances through the car window.
Halfway to the office, my phone rang. It was Russel.
My heart sank. That woman's voice today crushed the feelings I was beginning to have for him last night.
Was this jealousy? I wasn't even sure.
Thinking about this, I didn't answer the call, nor did I plan on calling him back. I just drove straight to the office parking lot.
"Mr. Finch, hurry up! Something's happened!" The moment I stepped into the office, my assistant, who'd been waiting for a while, rushed over to speak.
When I arrived at my office, I found several shareholders waiting for me. Their goal was simple. They thought I couldn't handle the responsibility of managing the company, so they wanted me to transfer some of my mom's shares to them and share the risk.
That was obviously not going to happen. I argued with them for a while, feeling completely worn out.
By the time everyone else left at the end of the day, I stayed in the office for a while.
"Ding dong." The landline rang. It was an internal call from reception.
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