Chapter 565 But Sean saw through her little ruse.
âI have other matters to deal with,â Sean declined her invitation. âMaybe I can call someone else to go with you.â âForget it. Iâd better ask Natalie to accompany me. I donât know who will get hurt this time if Brandon gets angry.â Estella sighed and picked up her phone to call Natalie.
âMiss Lopez, please donât do that,â Sean said as he grabbed Estellaâs phone. He felt helpless by her actions. âTell me, what do you want to eat?â
Estella immediately put her phone down. âWell, I wonât give you a hard time. Letâs just go to the companyâs canteen.â
Sean just had to agree.
The Larson Groupâs canteen was famous in Barnes. Even if it was only a company canteen, world- renowned chefs gathered there. It had been trending on the Internet for some time now.
âDonât be nervous. Iâm asking you to eat with me because you know Brandon well,â Estella said when she noticed that Sean was vigilantly standing more than ten meters away from her. âI just want to gather materials to write a novel. You see, Iâm a novelist.â
Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he quickly followed her. ââWhy didnât you tell me earlier? However, I signed a confidentiality agreement. If I disclose Mr. Larsonâs private affairs, I will get salary deductions.â
Seanâs pay had been significantly reduced because he had irritated Brandon.
âThen why donât you resign?â Estella said, feeling sorry for him.
âI have never thought about my resignation. Mr. Larson could be harsh sometimes, but heâs a good man. Letâs stop talking about it anymore,â Sean said, and then he told Estella to order whatever she like.
âThen Iâm not going to stand on ceremony,â Estella said, ordering the most expensive dishes.
Sean was being so generous that he didnât flinch at Estellaâs choices of food.
Looking at Seanâs meal card balance, Estella said in surprise, âYou have so much money. Itâs not worth spending everything on food.â
She shifted her gaze to Sean, who was thin and tall. He didnât seem like a big eater to her.
Sean smiled mysteriously. Being Brandonâs assistant had its advantages. While Brandon was cold and harsh with others, he could be kind to his personal assistant.
When the food was served, Sean sat down with Estella.
Estella was such a foodie. She enjoyed her meal so much. Even though she hadnât finished what was on her plate, she kept her gaze fixed on the crab on the table.
Sean smiled gleefully at Estela. âWe can order some more if youâre still hungry. The canteen wonât close until we get off work.â
Sean noticed Estella could easily move her arm now. Still smiling at her, he said, âMiss Lopez, your arm seems to be alright now.â
Estella smiled at him. âFor food, I have to be strong, even if Iâm badly injured,â she equivocated.
Sean nodded. âYou girls should eat more. Itâs really not pretty to be skinny.â
Seeing Estella enjoying the food so much, he subconsciously worked up a good appetite and ordered an additional plate of curry potatoes.
Estella belched. She wiped her mouth and smiled mysteriously, âI guess you donât have a girlfriend.â
Sean raised his face to briefly look at her, and then he continued eating. Estella saw a bitter smile on his face.
After the meal, Estella took out her laptop to get to work. âDo you think youâre very important to Brandon as his personal assistant?â she asked.
Seanâs eyes lit up. Clearly, the question was to his liking. âDo you see it, too?â
Estella didnât actually see it that way. It was just a casual question.
Then Sean began to tell her more about his work. âIâm usually responsible for cleaning his villa, sorting out important documents, doing the laundry, and even cooking for Mr. Larson. Although Mr. Larson appears to be high and mighty to others, he was one person who needs care and attention. I even make a scarf for Mr. Larson every winter...â
Estella, at first, listened to him carefully, even taking notes on her laptop. As Sean went on, however, her attention started to wander out of boredom.
What Sean was telling her was that he was, in a sense, like a mother to Brandon.
Sean became anxious. Thinking that he would be in Estellaâs book, he wanted to see if he would be portrayed as an important character. âLet me see your notes,â he said, grinning as he turned to look at Estellaâs laptop screen.
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âPlease, delete that immediately,â he snarled at her. âYouâre tarnishing my image. Iâm not his maid! Iâm just being a caring person.â
âOkay, okay,â Estela acquiesced as she deleted the word. âIâll change it. How about âmother-likeâ?â
Sean almost jumped up, saying, âNo way! Youâll make the readers think Iâm a sissy.â
He grabbed Estellaâs laptop. During the rush, Sean accidentally knocked down the orange juice on the table, splashing it onto the laptop. Within seconds, the laptop screen went black.
Estella quickly wiped the juice stains off the keyboard and said in a panicky voice, âIs it broken? I have very important documents on my laptop.â
She tried to turn on the laptop, but it didnât respond at all.