Chapter 299

For some reason, it felt somewhat eerie with the four of us standing at the reception desk on that winter night in Joddesdon-Saza. Only Cindy seemed carefree and amused. When her almond-shaped eyes glanced over the takeout bag in Douglas's hand, she pretended to be surprised. "Wow, it's the seafood chowder from the restaurant downstairs. It's the restaurant's peak hour now. You must have waited for quite a while, Mr. Irvin." Douglas politely responded, "Not at all." Cindy then glanced at me. "Nance, Mr. Irvin is really attentive toward you." I could usually ignore her when she threw shade at me. However, I couldn't turn a blind eye now that she was trying to drag Douglas into it. "I'm not as fortunate as you are, Ms. Lane. Everyone in this company knows that Mr. Harold often comes late at night to bring you snacks," I said. As I deliberately glanced at the takeout box in Bruce's hand, I mimicked Cindy's tone. "Rico Restaurant, huh? I thought they didn't do deliveries. It looks l