NovelBookChapter 292: Eric let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head as he stared at the silent phone. “She actually hung up on me!" Well, fair enough. He wasn't even miffed-wouldn't dream of it. Tossing the phone aside, he dove back into the sea of work awaiting him. He had to tie up every loose end before dusk-he was due to swing by his older brother's place and carve out stwith Hadley.
As he breezed past the secretarial office later, he caught the faint hum of chatter and the sight of the staff nibbling on their afternoon delights. He strode on, only to pivot abruptly and double back, pausing at one of the cluttered desks.
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Eric dipped his head in a nod, a rare smile tugging at his lips. Instantly, the room turned into a gallery of wide- eyed spectators. The CEO-smiling at her? Tongues were surely itching to wag. What was afoot? Had the elusive Mr. Flynn taken a shine to this unassuming secretary? Even the secretary herself couldn't help but indulge a fleeting, fanciful thought. Her pulse quickened.
Eric Flynn-young, wealthy, and the unspoken heartthrob of half the company.
Could fortune really favor her so boldly? But then Eric spoke, and her daydream shattered like glass under a hammer.
Eric gestured toward the crinkled brown bag on her desk. "What's that?" "This?" The secretary fumbled to retrieve a small, glossy, sugar-coated treat. "Oh-these are candied hawthorns, sir." "Are they any good?" "Oh, absolutely! They're divine-perfect balance between sour and sweet. Great to go with both coffee and tea." The secretary bobbed her head with enthusiasm. “Would you like a taste?" Eric waved off the offer with a casual flick of his hand. “No, thanks. Just tellwhere you got them. Could you get a pack for me-no, make it two?" The secretary blinked, dumbfounded. "Huh?" Check full story at gАlov. ☐☐ Was he serious? Had he swooped in just to send her on an errand? Eric arched a brow. "Is that a problem?" "N-no, not at all!" the secretary sputtered, snapping to attention. "I'll order them right this second!" Sure, her romantic bubble had burst, but there was something oddly charming about the mighty CEO of Flynn Group craving such treats.
"Um, I'm not sure they've still got any, though... Can I have your number so I can update you when I get there?" the secretary ventured eagerly.
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"Right." Eric nodded, casting a glance over his shoulder at his assistant. "Phillips, deal with it." With that, he sauntered off.
Phillips barely flicked the secretary a look as he trailed his, his boss. "Ctowith the receipt after the meeting."
"Yes, Mr. Brown," the secretary mumbled, deflating slightly Nam windfall for her today. The content is windfalMopher on novelenglish.net! The moment they were gone, the office erupted into a chorus of teasing.
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