Chapter 693

Queenie was getting dangerously close to the truth. Benjamin had come in here to get takeout for his co-workers because he was in the area, yet here he was, sweating like a sinner in church. "Uh, Queenie, I still have work this afternoon. Do you think you could, uh…" Benjamin cast a meaningful glance at the kitchen counter behind Queenie, where the incomplete takeout was, silently asking her to hurry with his orders. Only then did Queenie snap out of her daze and continue preparing his orders. "Sorry! I didn't mean to take up your time." She and Joanne often took a long time getting Newman Group's orders ready, given how large they were. She shouldn't have probed Benjamin like that and wasted his time; the man had important things to do, after all. Queenie and Joanne were so busy that they forgot about the earlier gossip. After preparing the takeout, they packed the containers and put them inside the trunk of Benjamin's car. "Thanks, ladies," Benjamin said pleasantly as he closed