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“What’s wrong?” The man looked puzzled as to why Irene was so shocked. “Did I say something wrong?”
“Sir, can you think before you speak?” Irene immediately grabbed a tissue and wiped the corners of her wet lips, stained with the steak sauce.
“Why should I think if the nature of the question is like that?” Sebastian resumed enjoying his portion. His eyes closed slowly because, truly, this restaurant served the beef he loved. “It’s so delicious, Irene.” He then took another piece for his assistant. “Eat more. You’re already too skinny. Eat a little more. What do you want to become? You’re right about yourself. A walking skeleton.”
Irene sneered, but when she saw another piece of the delicious grilled chicken, she smiled slightly. “Thank you, sir.”
“I should be the one thanking you.”
This time, Irene didn’t choke on her words. Seriously. Although, in truth, what Sebastian said was far more surprising than his joking remark about being “pregnant.” She even stared at Sebastian intently. “Why should you thank me?” That’s what she wanted to ask, but Irene chose to remain silent.
“You’ve been a great help to me recently.” Sebastian smiled faintly. “Especially when you helped me with Bella a while ago.”
Actually, Irene didn’t mind having additional tasks related to Bella. Picking her up or, well… Accompanying the little girl to do her homework. Consider it like having another younger sister. Although this sister was exceptionally testing her patience and mental strength. Bella was already smart and couldn’t be fooled, plus she had a hobby of disappearing without a trace, which made Irene flustered.
However, when Bella was in a good mood, the little girl didn’t hesitate to show her dependence on Irene. Irene’s fragile heart was already weakened by Bella’s innocent gaze. Her heart and body became even more vulnerable. So it was understandable if Bella often played pranks on her. And unfortunately, Irene never learned her lesson.
“Yes, sir,” she replied softly and resumed slowly eating her portion of grilled chicken.
“Oh, by the way, I’m curious, Irene.”
Using the back of her hand, which was surely not covered in sauce, Irene adjusted her glasses and looked back at her boss with slight curiosity, waiting to hear what he had to say. It seemed that Sebastian was drinking from his glass. “Why are you always so formal and keep your distance from me at the office?”
Oh God! I thought he was going to ask something else!
“Well, if there were a large mirror, you should take a look, Irene. Your face looks like you’re mocking me. But at the office, you’re so stiff. You don’t even smile. Your head is only used for nodding and shaking. I wonder.”
“I’ve already told you the reason, sir, haven’t I?” Irene smeared the remaining half of her chicken with the nearby sambal sauce. “The office is the time for me to work seriously. Even though I’m still in a work context outside the office, the atmosphere is different when I’m in the office.”
“Is that so? Just that?”
Without hesitation, Irene nodded.
“It’s not because you have a crush on me, right?”
Irene’s eyeballs rolled in annoyance. Since she was hired as Sebastian Sinclair’s assistant, beating out five other competitors with a significantly superior evaluation and being directly appointed by the boss himself, Irene had been able to read a little about Sebastian’s attitude. Narcissistic. At god-like levels. Sometimes, his overconfidence was beyond help.
Like now. What did he say? A crush?
Oh my goodness! One of the things she asked of God, even though Sebastian’s back could divert Irene’s world, she didn’t want to harbor any feelings of liking, even a tiny bit. Seriously! It’s not that she thought liking Sebastian required a heart as vast as the ocean. It would need a chest as wide as a football field, or maybe two or three times that. Eyes that wouldn’t keep replaying the intimacy between him and other women. Not to mention ears that often listened to deadly traps that always ended up in hotel lobbies with many girls he dated for only a short while.
No, no. Irene’s heart was too precious to be showered with the harsh reality of who Sebastian was. Even though…
“Maybe it’s because of my handsome face that you have a crush on me but can’t admit it. So in the office, you act formal so that it doesn’t show to the other staff. But outside the office, you’re quite pleasant.”
Irene’s mouth gaped as wide as possible! Fortunately, there was no leftover meat inside. Or even bits of chili stuck between her teeth. Although she wasn’t sure if her lips weren’t smeared with the sauce, seriously, why was Sebastian so confident? Shouldn’t she be too surprised?
“You seem to be intoxicated by meat,” Irene said with a smile as thin as a strand of thread.
She tried to quickly get rid of her strange facial expression, complete with her gaping mouth. Fortunately, the restaurant was somewhat secluded, and there weren’t many flies buzzing around. Who knows what would happen if there were many flying around inside this restaurant? “I’m done eating. Our client will be coming soon, right, sir?”
Sebastian stared sharply at his assistant, who was washing her hands in the available sink. Even so, Irene still asked for permission to leave. She said she needed to go to the toilet. After the girl with bangs left, Sebastian sighed softly. “There’s still a woman immune to my charms, huh?”
Suddenly, he remembered the blonde girl who was so rude to him. Not to mention the fact that the redhead woman was the girl’s birth mother. Oh my goodness. No wonder her beauty was not easily affected by his own handsomeness. Maybe if he tried harder, he could turn away from their respective partners, right?
Sebastian wouldn’t want to do that. What for? It would be a waste of energy. He just had to blink, and many women would fall into his arms.
Sebastian shrugged, enjoying his portion again. He still hadn’t had enough of this grilled chicken. In the past few weeks, he rarely ate with gusto. Only out of obligation to his body. Maybe it was because his mind was often tangled up in the projects he was handling.
Not to mention Bella. Don’t forget, suddenly there was an additional burden on him. A message from his mother a while ago.
Beloved Mom:
I heard from Alexa that you have a girlfriend. A redhead girl? Bella is really fond of her, she said. Who is it, Sebastian? Introduce her soon. You’re old enough to get married. Come and see me when you return from Sidoarjo.
When Irene returned, she was a little surprised to see Sebastian lost in thought. She actually wanted to give Sebastian a little surprise. But she abandoned that intention. Raptor might breathe real fire at her. As she pulled the chair she had been sitting on, her eyes once again glanced at Sebastian, who had returned and was still enjoying his meal. And at Sebastian’s empty glass. Without Irene realizing it, she quickly poured it for Sebastian.
Making it easier for her boss in case he needed his glass immediately.
“Thank you, Irene,” Sebastian said with a wide grin. “You just knew I was thirsty.”
Irene could only shake her head in wonder. “What time is the client coming, sir? Or should I call the driver to pick them up immediately? Who knows if the meeting is outside the restaurant? Because I have no idea about the meeting schedule now.”
Sebastian sighed softly. “The meeting is with you, Irene.”
“Me?”
“Yes. We’ve been talking all this time, right? Let’s consider it a meeting.”
