Chapter 544

I was stunned by John's words. Why was he delivering soup for me? Shouldn't he be delivering food to Cindy instead? While I was still confused, John entered my office with a bag. He took out a flask and placed it on my table. "Ms. Fisher, the soup is fresh. It smells good because it's been simmering for many hours. Drink it while it's hot." "Mr. Ziegler, did you make a mistake? I didn't order any soup." I stopped him from opening the flask. He frowned with a genuine look in his eyes. "No, I didn't. This isn't a delivery, Ms. Fisher. Mr. Harold made the soup himself and requested that I deliver it to you." "You still made a mistake. You should be delivering it to Ms. Lane, not me." I corrected him flatly and pushed the flask toward him. "Please take it back right now. Don't create a misunderstanding. I've had enough of that today." Everything else aside, I wouldn't want Cindy to wail and create a scene, which would ruin my productivity at work. At that moment, Cindy appeared at