Chapter 93

"Mr. Lambert, are you running a fever?" Roxanne genuinely couldn't understand where Jenson's anger was coming from. How could he say such nonsense if he hadn't lost his mind from a fever? If anyone didn't know any better, they would think they were a couple, and he was upset because another man was pursuing her. He was speechless. "What are you talking about?" Trying to salvage her job, Roxanne lowered her voice. "N-Nothing at all. I was just concerned about your health." Jenson's gaze was intense, as if he had found a grand reason to avoid firing her. "For Mr. Sullivan's sake, I'll give you another chance." She quickly nodded and expressed her gratitude. "I'll make sure to do well. I guarantee nothing like today will happen again." "Go ahead and get to work." He waved her off. As she was about to leave, he called her back. "Wait." She stopped and turned, smiling sweetly, trying to please him. "Mr. Lambert, is there anything else?" "Do you like the man who gave you flowers to