Novel Titanic
Chapter 27
Chapter 27
Get Bors
Just then, Sasha pushed the door open and walked in, “Leo, I brought you some fruit.”
Leo looked up at her. Sasha had only put on light makeup today. She was wearing a sky-blue cotton
dress and without high heels. She was only wearing a pair of white canvas shoes. At first glance, he
was stunned and his anger subsided a little.
They really looked alike.
In the past, he just felt that their faces looked alike, and their personalities and preferences were far
from the same. But today, she was dressed in a style very similar to Tessa.
Seeing that he didn’t look well but didn’t continue to lose his temper, Sasha knew that her outfit worked
today. She boldly walked over and put the box in front of him, “I cut them myself.”
He glanced at it and stopped looking, “Didn’t I tell you not to come to the company?”
“I miss you.” Sasha picked up a piece of cantaloupe with a small fork and brought it to his lips, “It’s
more or less what I want. Just try one, okay?”
Leo tilted his head to avoid it, “Put it down and go out.”
Sasha’s hand holding the cantaloupe froze in the air.
“Leo, are you in a bad mood today?”
He didn’t want to talk. He lit a cigarette and stood by the window with his back to her.
Sasha bit her lip and snorted.
Why was he so annoyed? On the way to the company, she had heard the employees talking about
something. It turned out that
handed down had not been take “cretary had really resigned. Many of the jobs that had been
over for a while, and the whole company was in chaos.
She was a little unconvinced. She was just a secretary. How could she have such a great influence?
“Leo, you don’t have to worry too much. The Mayor Group is a big company after all. There will soon be
more outstanding and capable people to take over this position. At that time, everything will
go smoothly. That secretary… I think she’s not a good person. It’s a good thing to get rid of her as soon
as possible…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Leo interrupted her with a gloomy face, “Don’t mention her.”
“…Oh.” Sasha’s lips curled up imperceptibly.
He felt noisy and asked, “Why are you coming here?”
“Last time we stood the designer up, I tried my best to persuade him to let us meet again. I want to
Get Bors
ask when you are free. I’ll make an appointment with the designer.”
He turned around, picked up his suit jacket, and walked out, “I’m not free recently. Don’t make ant
appointment now. Also, I’ll say it one last time. Don’t come to the company again.”
He went downstairs and went straight to the B1st floor.
The driver, Jack, saw him and quickly started the car to stop in front of him, “Mr. Mayor, are we leaving
now?”
Leo asked, “What time did we have an appointment with the European representative this afternoon?”
“I… I don’t know. It was Ms. Reed who used to tell me when we would set off.”
Ms. Reed again.
Hearing these words gave him a headache.
“Remember the time yourself in the future. Don’t always wait for others to inform you.”
Jack looked embarrassed, “Mr. Mayor, I only know how to drive. I don’t understand how you arrange
work at all…”
Leo glared at him irritably and could only use his phone to find emails one by one.
The Mayor Group had a lot of business every day, and the contents of the email were basically handed
over to Megan first. She would deal with what she could deal with herself. She would sort out the things
that needed to be dealt with and give them to him after she sorted them out.
Generally speaking, he had to make an appointment half a month in advance and arrange the time for
such a banquet.
Megan had only reminded him once two days before she left. It should be in the afternoon, but he didn’t Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
pay attention to the specific time and place at all.
Frowning, he rubbed his temples with one hand and kept searching for emails on his phone with the
other. His face was gloomy and his aura was oppressive.
Jack hid in the driver’s seat and didn’t even dare to breathe.
About 20 minutes later, he heard an extremely tired voice coming from the back seat, “Let’s go to the
Ocean-crossing Restaurant.”
The car started slowly. Leo fiddled with his phone and casually browsed through his mailbox.
He didn’t notice that there were two emails on the top of the mailbox, both of which were from Megan.
One title was “Resignation Agreement”, and the other was “Personal notice”.