Tiffany woke up from her dream with a start.
As she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. The vision of Vincent had vanished.
The elderly lady in the neighboring bed smiled and asked her, "Dear, did you have a nightmare? I saw you gripping the sheets tightly while you slept. What was the dream about?"
As a child, Tiffany had heard that talking about a bad dream prevented it from coming true. So, she replied, "My boss."
The elderly woman, Anna Keller, was surprised. She shook her head and sighed. "Your boss must be frightening."
Just then, the door was pushed open from outside. A tall, slender figure entered.
Tiffany had been about to use the bathroom. She had just slid one foot into her slippers, but when she saw who it was, she nearly fell off the bed.
Vincent was dressed in a white shirt with the collar slightly open. His black trousers showed off his long legs. He was carrying a thermos in one hand, while his black suit jacket was draped over the other. He exuded an air of elegance.
As Tiffany met his gaze, a wave of guilt washed over her. Without realizing it, she clenched her fingers into a fist.
But Vincent walked right past her to Anna's bed. He bent down. "Grandma."
Tiffany looked up. She was surprised to see Anna patting Vincent's head tenderly.
Vincent, who was an imposing man in the office, was now acting like an obedient grandson in front of Anna. It turned out that he was her actual grandson.
Tiffany looked on in surprise as Vincent opened the lid of the thermos and poured some soup to feed Anna.
She had never expected that the usually stern CEO could be so gentle and caring.
Anna waved her hand, saying, "I just had an apple, so I'm quite full."
Turning to Tiffany, she continued, "Dear, you haven't eaten yet, have you? My grandson made some tomato soup. Would you like to try some?"
Vincent looked over at her as well. Seeing that, Tiffany shook her head repeatedly. "No, no, thank you. I'm not hungry."
But Anna insisted. "I haven't even touched it. You're not going to reject me, are you?"
"Of course not."
"That's good." Anna's mood changed rapidly as she pushed Vincent's shoulder. "Go on. The poor thing; it's been a while, and no one has come to see her. She even had a nightmare about her boss just now. She seemed so scared. I bet her boss is no good."
Tiffany tried to stop Anna, but she couldn't get a word in. Anna had blurted out everything!
Vincent raised an eyebrow at Tiffany. "Is that so? What's eating at you that you're so afraid of your boss?"
Tiffany said nothing. There was no way she could explain it, no matter what she said.
Vincent kept staring at her as if he could burn a hole through her face.
"I... I need to go to the restroom. I'll be right back." With that, Tiffany fled into the restroom.
Anna smacked Vincent's arm. "Look what you did! You scared her off!"
Vincent chuckled helplessly. "Grandma, am I that scary?"
Even though he might be strict at work, there was no reason for Tiffany to be that afraid of him.
Anna scrutinized him seriously. "You don't look scary, but you always have a cold expression, which is rather intimidating. That young lady is timid, but she seems kind—not like those arrogant or pretentious women. I quite like her."
"Okay, that's enough." Vincent cut her off before she could say more, feeling a headache coming. "She has a boyfriend, Grandma. Don't get any ideas."
But Anna didn't believe him. "A boyfriend? How do you know?"
"Because she's my employee."
"Huh?"
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