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Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 101
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Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Don’t Care

He looked up at the top floor, the skyscraper with lights mostly dimmed, only Daisy Ginger’s office lights were

still on.

It seems Daisy Ginger has to work overttonight.

He lazily retracted his gaze, leaning his back against the chair, fingers idly playing with his phone.

He didn’t know how much thad passed when the phone in his hand suddenly vibrated, Edward Stephens

opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the phone screen, and he picked up the call.

It was the restaurant manager calling, asking when he would cover, as the Western restaurant would close

in two hours.

Upon hearing this, Edward Stephens glanced at his watch, and to his surprise, it was already nine o'clock.

He looked up, towards the still brightly lit rooftop, and lightly furrowed his brow, speaking in a low voice,

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"Postpone to tomorrow night."

The restaurant manager agreed with a "Alright," and hung up the phone.

Edward Stephens put down the phone, silently leaned on the back of the chair, lit a cigarette with his lighter, and

held it between his lips.

His gaze fell on the pink gift box on the front work station, hesitating for a moment, in the end, he still took down

the gift box.

Gifting the spresent after the birthday sounded too insincere.

Among the swirling smoke, the lights on the top floor suddenly went out, Edward Stephens turned his head, his

eyes slightly narrowed.

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"Director Ginger, I'll take my leave now."

Oliver Ruhanded over the last document to Daisy Ginger, lowered his head and said to her softly.

Daisy Ginger was holding a pen, signing her name, without raising her head, she simply replied, "Sorry for the

trouble tonight. You can tell finance to double your overtpay later."

Her long hair was tied up, with only a few strands disobediently sliding down her cheeks, under the light, her

complexion was pale to the point of being somewhat transparent.

Yet her demeanor was calm and composed, showing no trace of strain or fatigue, as if that bloodless skin was

just her natural look.

Before Oliver Ruleft, he couldn't help but say to her, "Director Ginger, take care of your health."

Daisy Ginger had just finished signing her name, looked up at her old partner, and smiled, "Don’t look atas if

I'm dying, your boss is fine."

She stood up from the office chair, stretched her sore shoulders, "Let's leave together, there's no one else left in

the company."

Oliver Runodded, also worried about Daisy Ginger being a woman and possibly in danger late at night, said,

"Director Ginger, letdrive you home."

Daisy Ginger threw a trench coat over her back, was lighting a cigarette, and smiled at him when she heard his

offer, "Go on, hurry home, or else your wife will cto the company and blme for overworking you like a

taskmaster."

Oliver Rushowed a hint of embarrassment on his pale face but still defended his wife with a sentence, "She's

not like that."

Oliver Ruhad been married to his wife for eight years, their feelings unchanged, and someone who cherishes

relationships wouldn't have bad character, which was why she selected him and valued him after she took office.

Daisy Ginger walked out from behind her desk, and Oliver Ruwent forward to turn off the lights, suddenly

saying, "Director Ginger, that car downstairs has been parked there all night."

Daisy Ginger was slightly startled, biting her cigarette as she looked toward the entrance of the first floor, indeed

seeing a black sedan with its lights on, quietly waiting there.

As if she could see the person inside the car through the darkness, Daisy Ginger just slowly exhaled a puff of

smoke, her pale face retracted her gaze calmly, and said to Oliver Ruindifferently, "Let's go."

As if she didn’t care at all who was downstairs.