Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

After hearing what Kylie said, Louise’s mobile phone almost fell to the ground…

In the president’s office, Matthew was wearing a straight suit with his cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing his delicate wrist and masculine arm. His hair was soft on his forehead and looked so eminent.

Curtis knocked on the door and entered the office. When he saw Matthew, he couldn’t help but feel shocked. The president was so handsome. No wonder those women tried to pester him one after another.

“Mr. Grant, Miss Harris has been waiting outside for an hour…she said she wouldn’t leave until she saw you. Shouldn’t we let her in?”

Curtis asked tentatively. Matthew didn’t care about it at all. He suddenly thought of Blanca. Last time, he asked Curtis to invite Blanca to dinner, but he didn’t expect Elizabeth to come too. He didn’t eat much for that meal. Later he heard that Blanca went back home alone and had instant noodles.

It seemed that she didn’t want him to stay with Elizabeth.

“Mr. Grant? Did you hear me?”

“Yeah…” Matthew frowned. He had never been distracted like this before, and he didn’t know what had happened to him today. After putting down his pen, Matthew looked at Curtis and said, “Tell her I’m busy and can’t see her today.”

“Okay. There is another thing. Miss Grant now knows her place in the advertising department. I have already warned them. It seems that she doesn’t dare to do anything for the time being.” Curtis said.

This was within Matthew’s expectation, but…Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

There was one thing that Matthew must take to heart.

Matthew tapped his fingers on the table as if he were thinking about something. He pursed his lips and asked, “How about my father?”

“Old Mr. Grant had someone send a gift over, but it seems that he won’t attend the banquet this evening. Miss Grant may attend.” Curtis naturally knew what Matthew was asking about. Tonight’s banquet would be hosted by Old Mr. Butler. He had just returned home and also needed to have more consideration for his granddaughter.

And his granddaughter…

Matthew looked low-spirited and seemed to be thinking about something. Old Mr. Butler and his grandfather were good friends. Now, Wilbert wasn’t willing to attend any banquet, so he would definitely ask Matthew to go there.

“Got it. I’ll see what I can do tonight.” Matthew said.

…

“Blanca, why are you so energetic? How many times have you been running around the company? Aren’t you tired?” At half-past eleven, Isabel sat at the table and looked at Blanca. She had just distributed the coffee she had bought to everyone. At the moment, she was sorting out the documents she had just printed. She worked so hard.

Blanca glanced at her, “Well, as you have already known, I am good at nothing, so I have to work harder.”

“I don’t know that, but I know an able man is always busy,” Isabel said, “I think it’s really worth it for the company to hire you. You can do three people’s work alone.”

“…”

“But anyway, the Empire Group is run by your husband. You work for your own family.”

Hearing Isabel mockup at her, Blanca blushed. Her family? Yes! She was Matthew’s wife for other people. Thinking about this, Blanca’s corners of the mouth curled up.