Chapter 271 - 267 He Truly Cares About You (Part 2)
Truly want to be good to her?
Her lips curled into a helpless bitter smile; if he were so domineering, forcibly being kind to her, she really couldn’t bear it.
Sophie Smith ate a few bites of breakfast before preparing to go back to her room to rest.
Due to her sprained leg, every step she took brought a piercing pain to her foot.
Nanny Garcia saw her struggling and quickly, along with a maid, stepped forward to assist her.
She sat idly on the bed, staring dazedly at a potted plant by the window.
...
At noon, Asher Land, accompanied by senior officials from the company, attended a business luncheon.
The argument with Sophie Smith had put him in a bad mood, making him even more silent at the luncheon.
"President Land, does the food here not suit your taste? Shall I have someone redo it?" The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, clearly trying hard to ingratiate himself with Asher Land.
"No need." His eyes didn’t even fall on the man’s face; he just responded casually.
If he didn’t touch his chopsticks, how could anyone else eat heartily?
In the oppressive atmosphere, some from the other side grew restless, so one person stepped outside the private room and spoke a few words to the manager, who soon brought in a few pretty women.
Asher Land sat alone, drinking in silence, occasionally glancing up to see a woman approaching him.
"President Land, drinking alone is so boring; let me keep you company." The woman’s voice was somewhat coquettish as she pulled out a chair and sat beside him.
He frowned unhappily, his gaze filled with a hint of disgust.
The woman hadn’t realized this at all; she just leaned closer to him. To her, encountering a man like Asher Land—handsome, wealthy, and powerful—was a true stroke of luck. If she could spend a night with him, perhaps...
The luncheon grew lively with the presence of several women; participants were cheerfully drinking and chatting.
But the woman glanced uneasily at Asher Land; he remained as cold as an ice cellar.
"President Land, ..." the woman’s delicate hand subtly covered his firm chest, continually enticing him.
"Take your hand off." He said in a deep voice.
The woman felt a bit despondent; Asher Land’s apparent disinterest in women made her rather embarrassed.
Three seconds passed without any reaction from the woman, so Asher Land directly flung her hand aside and stood up.
"If there’s anything, speak with the Golden Era representative. I have matters to attend to, I’ll leave first."
Ignoring everyone’s gaze, he strode away.
The others looked at each other but couldn’t say a thing.
He exited the hotel, sat in the car, and rolled down the window. The cold air blew in, sobering him instantly.
He took out his phone and made a call.
"Master, do you need anything? Will you be back for lunch?" Nanny Garcia answered the call, checking the time, thinking Asher might return to the Land Family for lunch.
"I won’t be back."
"Oh." Nanny Garcia was also a bit surprised that Asher Land called but didn’t say much more, "Master, do you have any other requests?"
He thought for a long time but didn’t speak.
"Master..." Nanny Garcia was a bit helpless too. What was wrong with him today? He was so hesitant, so unlike his usual decisive style.
"If anything happens to her, remember to inform me immediately." With that, he hung up.
Nanny Garcia naturally knew who ’her’ referred to; thinking of this, she sighed deeply again.