My Three Darlings

Chapter 162

“Hey.” Lucija looked at the woman in front of her. “What are you doing here?” Eliza also laughed coldly. “What about you?” “I’m an employee here.” Lucija chuckled. “Eliza, you have no idea that I’m an assistant in Valentine’s Group, right? I can see Beau at any time.” Eliza looked pensive. “Assistant?” “The kind that I met on the set, the assistant who carries an umbrella and shoes for the artists?” Lucija’s face turned ghastly. “I don’t blame you if you don’t understand what assistant means. After all, you’re ignorant.” After that, she looked down at the thermos in Eliza’s hand. “You’re here as a good wife to deliver food?” “Unfortunately, no matter how hard you try, you can’t compete with Chasity!” Eliza smiled and asked, “Was Chasity very good?” i “Of course!” Lucija snorted coldly. Anyway, Chasity did not exist at all. She and Joye made it up. She could say whatever she wanted to say. Thinking of this, she sneered. “Chasity was thousands of times better than you. Who do you think you are!” Eliza also sneered. “Since Chasity was thousands of times better than me, why did she be friends with someone like you?” Lucija did not react for a while. “What do you mean?” “What I mean is…” Eliza curled her lips. “I look down on you.” “Did you have fun putting on a show with Joye?” “I think you should have entered the entertainment circle since you’re such a good actress. Do you need me to introduce you to the director?” After that, she seemed to think of something else. “By the way, I forgot, you can’t be an actress.” “Actress needs to have a beautiful appearance.” D After that, she stepped into the building. Lucija stood where she was, staring at her back and stamping her feet fiercely.

When Eliza arrived at Beau’s office with the thermos, there was no one in the office. She caught Beau’s secretary at the door. The secretary smiled when she saw her. “Hello, Mrs. Valentine.” Eliza was a little surprised. “You know me?” “Of course!” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The secretary said with a smile, “Our president confessed to you at the press conference a few days ago. Can I not recognize you?” Eliza smiled in embarrassment. She felt even more guilty for Beau. He was so good to her, but she doubted him… “Mrs. Valentine, are you looking for the president?” The secretary glanced at the thermos in Eliza’s hand. “The president is still in a meeting. Do you want me to

take you to the meeting room first?” Eliza wanted to refuse. But the secretary spoke again, “The president will be very happy to see you bringing lunch for him after he comes out from the meeting!” Eliza was silent for a moment. In order to see how happy Beau was, she decided to follow his secretary over. The meeting room was on the other side of the corridor. Through the enormous French window, Eliza could clearly see Beau listening to the report attentively. His eyes were indifferent, his gaze serious, and his ears slightly inclined. Beau was listening to the staff’s report seriously. Eliza felt a little warm in her heart. He was very different from the bossy CEO image she imagined. He was not the kind of person who would talk about money every day, nor was he the kind of person who bullied others because others were young and had no qualifications. His facial features were exquisite and solid, with a bit of manliness and domineering masculinity.

And his hand which was holding the folder… It was exactly the same as Eliza remembered.

It was rough and strong. It was not the white and tender hand in yesterday’s video. Looking at his hands, Eliza couldn’t help but laugh. She laughed at herself. She thought she knew Beau well enough. But it was not until she was cheated this time that she realized that she didn’t know him well. And he had been trying his best to understand her. Graciana was right. She should indeed apologize to Beau. Of course, she also hoped that Beau would apologize to her. Or at the very least, she hoped that he could reflect on his mistakes. Since he didn’t go to visit Chasity with Joye of Lucija, why didn’t he ask her along? Did he still think that she was an outsider in his life! Just as Eliza’s thoughts began to run wild, she felt a burning gaze cast over her. Her brows furrowed, subconsciously looking in the direction of the line of sight. Through the huge French window, she could clearly see Beau in a meeting inside. His calm eyes were fixed on her as if he had something to say. When their eyes met, Eliza gave him an embarrassed smile and gestured for him to continue the meeting. Then, she turned around and continued to wait outside with the thermos in her arms.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became subtle. The president, who had been serious, smiled. All the people in the meeting were shocked. Everyone subconsciously looked outside. Outside the door, the

extremely beautiful woman was sitting on a bench outside with a thermos in her arms. She sat up straight, like a student waiting to sit for an examination. The people in the conference room looked at each other. They actually knew this woman. That was because two days ago, their president, Beau, who had always been so cold and stern in front of them, had taken the initiative to hold a press conference. He had acknowledged in front of everyone that he liked her so much that he had even turned her into an obedient wife who listens to her husband. The people in the group had been gossi[ing about this. Everyone looked at each other. The staff who was reporting also sped up. He summarized everything. Five minutes later, the meeting was over. Eliza quickly stood up. The door of the meeting room opened. The first employee who came out greeted Eliza warmly right away. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. President!” Mrs. President… Eliza was still unable to adapt to this name. She smiled awkwardly. “Hello” Although she did not know them, she felt that their smiles were sincere. So she seriously greeted everyone and said goodbye to them. Soon, Beau was the only one left in the meeting room. When the corridor became quiet again, Eliza instinctively turned around and looked into the conference room. At this moment, Beau in the conference room was looking at her. Resting his chin on one hand, he sat in his chair with a chuckle. His gaze made Eliza’s face involuntarily flush red. She pursed her lips and was about to walk in with the thermos when Beau inside stood up. He strode to her and chuckled. “Why did you suddenly have time to bring me lunch?” Eliza pursed her lips. “I came to apologize to you.”