A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 89

Her eyes were pure, like the water in a lake, so clean that it made people hesitant to hurt her.

Cedric’s face stiffened a bit, so he looked away from her and threw out a line, “Remember to close the door,” before leaving.

Eleanor watched him leave then picked up the coffee and headed for the conference room.

The bidding meeting had already begun, and the lights in the conference room were turned off, with only the big screen lit up. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

It was like a small studio, and walking from the back door to the front, she had to go down hundreds of steps.

Since the lights were off, it was pitch black inside and hard to see. All she could do was grope her way through the darkness. Eleanor held the coffee in one hand and used the other to brace herself against the seats as she slowly made her way down.

She’d been a president’s assistant for many years, and she could handle this small task perfectly. Soon enough, she made it to Jason’s side with the coffee.

She bent down to hand him the coffee, softly reminding him, “Mr. Clowers, careful, it’s hot.”

Jason nodded, took the coffee and said with a smile, “Thanks for the effort.”

Eleanor shook her head. Bernard, who was sitting in front of her, suddenly leaned back when she was about to sit down.

Her hand on his chair accidentally touched his thick dark hair.

She was startled and quickly withdrew her hand, but the man just coldly glanced at her.

Under the dim light, meeting his gloomy and deep eyes felt like being stared at by a black hawk, causing one to feel fearful.

Looking at Bernard like this, she said with a little fear, “I’m sorry.”

But Bernard didn’t say anything. He just gave her a cold look, then turned back to the big screen.

Eleanor exhaled deeply, finally sitting down with her tense body.

As her heart was still pounding, Jason whispered in her ear, “Eleanor, don’t be afraid.”

Eleanor’s eyes widened, disbelievingly looking at Jason, “What…did you say?”

Jason also was a bit startled after saying this sentence. He’d just seen Eleanor trembling all over from Bernard’s gaze, and so had subconsciously blurted it out.

Why did he say that out of the blue?

It took Jason a while to calm down from his own actions, then he feigned nonchalance, picked up the coffee, and sipped it.

After finishing, he asked Eleanor with a slightly surprised expression, “How did you know I like this kind of coffee?”

Eleanor’s attention was diverted by his question, and she answered casually, “I didn’t know; I chose it randomly.”

In truth, she did know. He always liked to drink strong coffee to perk up before an exam.

Jason looked at her thoughtfully, “So, you studied my taste?”

Eleanor shook her head, “No, I didn’t.”

Jason reached out to her, “Where’s the creamer?”

Without thinking, Eleanor handed him a small box of creamer.

Seeing the creamer in her hand, a smug grin crept onto Jason’s face, “Looks like you do know I like some creamer in my coffee.”

Eleanor realized he was testing her and tried to take back the creamer.

But he held onto her hand firmly, whispering, “Ms. Shultz, I need your help.”

His hand was occupied with the coffee, so he couldn’t tear open the lid. He could only signal Eleanor with his eyes to help pour in the creamer.

Hearing him call her Ms. Shultz again, Eleanor’s doubts vanished. Perhaps he’d merely said that sentence unintentionally.

However, his request for help opening the creamer reminded her of Garett from the past.

Taking the box over, she tore off the plastic wrap and carefully poured the creamer into the coffee.

Jason watched the modest Eleanor and found her particularly beautiful under the dim light. He couldn’t help but be captivated, his tone turning gentler, “Thank you.”

Eleanor glanced at him, “Drink up.”

Bernard, who was sitting in front of them, couldn’t see the interaction between the two, but he could hear everything.

A cold light flickered in his eyes, icy to the core.