My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1805
Night of Destiny
Chapter 1805 Luxurious Restaurant
Everyone got off work on time, but Ellen decided to stay. She loved working
overtime alone in the spacious area. Sitting at the receptionistâs desk, she took
her time organizing the documents and identifying every problem that occurred.
Time flew past without her realizing and it struck 7.00PM. A silhouette exited the
elevator, revealing a sculpture-like face. A sheen of light on him added lusters of
grace to his every movement.
As he strode over from the elevator, he noticed the girl sitting behind the
receptionistâs desk and frowned. Is she working overtime again for free?
Receptionists had redundant jobs, hence the fixed salary. Hearing the rhythmic
click, Ellen raised her head and met eyes with the incoming man. Her slightly
weary eyes lit up instantly.
âWorking overtime?â She smiled. âYeah. Itâs quite late. You should get going
too.â The way he spoke sounded as if the boss was speaking, but she shrugged
it off because of his young face. He must be worried.
âAbout that⦠Can I buy you a meal?â She invited him for a meal on the spur of
the moment. Jared, who intended to leave, halted and looked back at her for a
few seconds. He checked the time through his wristwatch. âMy pleasure. Letâs
go.â
Her mind went blank at his cool acceptance. Holy moly. Just how bold am I to
invite him for a meal? And to think that I hit a home run!
Squealing on the inside, she hurriedly tidied up the desk and accidentally
dropped a file onto the floor. After picking it up, she banged her head against the
chair. Judging from the loud sound, it had to hurt a lot.
Jared came up to her upon hearing the noise. âNo need to rush. Take your
time.â
âDone.â Ellen took her bag and scurried out of the receptionistâs desk, revealing
the red tinge on her forehead.
The sight of the red mark pricked his heart a little. âBe careful next time.â
âI will. Itâs justâI didnât expect a âyesâ from you.â She added, âI know a decent
restaurant nearby. Letâs shoot off!â
âI made a reservation. Letâs go.â
âHuh? Iâm the one buying you a meal, though?â A confused Ellen blinked her
eyes. Why is he the one making a reservation?
âItâs on me tonight. You can have it your way next time.â Jared never let women
foot the bills.
Ellenâs cheek was burning in embarrassment. It was as if she invited him just to
get herself a free meal. She entered the manâs sports car, which coursed its way
along the street. Sitting on the passenger seat, she felt the gazes land upon her.
She sneaked a few peeks at the man beside her. A sophisticated aura seemed
to be shrouding him under the streetlights as if they were of a different world.
âWhere are we going?â She became curious.
âYouâll know when youâre there.â He frequented a particular restaurant for meals.
It served high-quality food but was not open to the public.
The car was driven into a garden before stopping at a vast field. Ellen
scrutinized the stunning area in surprise, ignorant of such scenery at the city
center. With the wispy fragrance from the rose garden and enchanting night sky,
it was a rare sight to behold in the city.
âIt must be expensive to have a meal here.â
To not put her under pressure, Jared answered, âItâs affiliated with the company,
so every expense made can be reimbursed.â
She bought his words due to the great employee welfare at Presgrave Group.
The moment she entered one of the lounges in the restaurant, she exclaimed
once again. This is not a place I could step foot into in the past.
While they were ordering food, she noticed that the prices were excluded from
the menu. She heard of most of the ingredients, but never once had she tasted
them because it was not something ordinary people could afford.