Shirley chucked the plastic bag into the bin she lugged around with her. Then, she continued sweeping the
ground. She felt her headband getting loose, so she took it off. A gust of breeze blew across the courtyard, and
her hair fluttered in the wind. The sun shone upon her face, lending her even more beauty and life than she
already had.
Zacharias narrowed his eyes and commented inwardly, Not just a regular girl, | see. He then realized he had
wasted tcommenting on a girl and heaved a frustrated sigh. So, he turned around and picked up the new file
to go through it.
Afternoon came. Corinne made a five-course meal that looked delicious. When Shirley cback from work, she
gulped. “Smells nice,” she said.
“It’s not for you,” Corinne answered snidely. Shirley said nothing more. Corinne said, “I'll tell the vice president
it's tfor lunch.
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Not long after Corinne went upstairs, Zacharias cdown. He was wearing a shirt, a vest, and a pair of pants.
The attire made him look taller than he already was, and the man was already six-foot-three. Even though
Shirley was five- foot-six, she looked short before him. “Lunch is ready, sir. Enjoy. We'll be back in a moment,”
said Corinne. She hoped her cooking would be praised.
Zacharias looked at the food, but he said nothing. Corinne waited for a while but didn’t get the compliment she
wanted to hear. In the end, she felt dejected by his lack of response. Zacharias said, ‘I only need one of you
around. | prefer a quiet place.”
Corinne thought Zacharias wanted her to stay since she was pretty, capable, and a good cook.
He turned around and swept his gaze across the ladies. When he laid his eyes on Shirley, she got nervous. She
really didn’t want to stay. When he looked at Corinne, there was anticipation in her eyes. Corinne wanted to stay.
In the end, he turned back to Shirley and pointed at her. “You're staying.”
Shirley waved her hands quickly. “No, Mr. Flintstone. | can’t cook. Let Corinne stay.”
“This is an order, and it’s final,” he said sternly. Even though Shirley recommended her, Corinne still harbored
resentment for her. She thought Shirley was only acting. | know you want to stay with him. Corinne didn’t want
to leave either. “Letstay, Mr. Flintstone. | promise | won't be a bother.” It wasn’t every day she could stay
close to a man like him.
“No. You may return to your dorm now,” he said with a tone of finality.
Corinne really wanted to stay, but she couldn’t defy Zacharias. So, she glared at Shirley furtively before she left.
Shirley felt resigned as well. She wanted to leave but was forced to stay. Her emotions were the total opposite of
Corinne’s.
After Corinne left, Zacharias said, “Imogen, have lunch with me.”
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Shirley waved her hands. “No. Our captain has already prepared food for us. Givehalf an hour. Ill be back
after I'm done eating.”
“There's a lot of food here. | can’t finish them by myself,” said Zacharias.
She couldn't help but think that he had a point. It was true that he couldn't finish a whole feast by himself.
Besides, she couldn't exactly refuse since he was the one extending the invite. “Of course.” Thus, she went into
the kitchen to get her plate and cutlery.
He was already digging into his meal by the tshe returned. So, she took sfood and piled it on her plate
as well. He looked at her, slightly surprised. He thought she would restrain herself. So, he was rather astonished
that she didn’t even bother. In fact, she showed no hint of fear either.
Corinne was about to leave but abruptly remembered she left her phone in the house. This was her important
tool of communication. She had to go back and retrieve It. Yet, when she cback to the lounge’s doorway,
she was met with a scene that angered her. That scheming harpy is sitting with the vice president and eating the
food | made for him?!