Chapter 369 - 365: I Can’t Handle Big Tycoons Like You (Part 3)
"I’m sorry, Miss Miller, I think, we’re not that close yet? We haven’t met many times, have we?"
Eva Miller felt a little disappointed. She had always been the one being overzealous. She called him Brother Johnson, relentlessly followed him, even went to his place to cook for him...
But his response to her was, Miss Miller, we’re not that close yet, are we?
Isn’t she being a bit shameless?
"Yes, Mr. Johnson." She stood up, looking at him solemnly, "I have something to do, so I’ll leave now."
"Are you angry?" He curved his lips slightly, "I apologize for what I said earlier."
"Mr. Johnson, there’s no need to apologize to me. I know it’s me overthinking. Maybe you secretly look down on women like me who come on so strong. I admit, I have feelings for you, but..." She paused, then continued, "But I don’t have Sophie Smith’s skills, I can’t handle someone as significant as you big shots."
In her view, Asher Land genuinely loved Sophie Smith deeply. Oliver Johnson and Asher Land were undoubtedly the same kind of people, powerful and influential, the elite of the elite...
It’s just a pity that he is not Asher Land, and she is not Sophie Smith.
Oliver Johnson’s eyes flashed with obvious surprise, but he quickly masked it.
"Then why don’t you tell me, how did Miss Smith manage to deal with the president of the Golden Era Consortium?" He slightly hooked a corner of his lip, speaking leisurely.
"I don’t know. I only know that President Land cherishes and loves her, considering her more important than anyone or anything."
I only know that President Land cherishes and loves her, considering her more important than anyone or anything.
He repeated the words to himself.
Love her, cherish her? Even if she teamed up with another man to betray him, it doesn’t matter?
Maybe. With Asher Land’s methods, he should have discovered the company secrets leak long ago, but even so, Sophie Smith didn’t cry to find him, nor did she say that Asher Land abandoned her...
He clenched his fists, his thin lips pressed into a tight, cold line.
Eva Miller sensed that something was wrong with him. Did she say something wrong?
"Mr. Johnson, I, ..."
"Do you know if she loves him?"
"Who?" At first, Eva Miller didn’t react, but since Oliver Johnson didn’t elaborate, she connected the dots and knew he was asking if Sophie Smith loved Asher Land.
"Isn’t that question hard to answer?" She replied truthfully.
"In what way is it difficult?"
"When Sophie Smith is with me, she always complains about President Land, but in reality, no matter how much she says he’s not good, she just can’t leave him."
Can’t leave him?
"Every time Sophie Smith is in danger, President Land is always the first to show up in front of her. Whatever she wants, President Land will give it to her."
"I remember when I was still in school, I asked Sophie Smith to get me a role from President Land. With just a word from her, President Land agreed without hesitation."
"He’s willing to do anything for her, without asking the reason."
"..."
Eva Miller continued to speak at length, perhaps because the affection Asher Land had for Sophie Smith was something she deeply yearned for. She recounted it so vividly, as if she was the woman being cherished.
"Enough."
He interrupted her out loud, feeling inexplicably unsettled inside.