Chapter 800


    Sending flowers should hit the right chord, shouldn''t it?


    Kevin considered himself clueless when it came to romance, with little experience in wooing girls.


    He was a stereotypical guy who thought roses were the go-to gift, but Mr. Lopez intended to send


    flowers to all the directors, so roses were obviously out of the question!


    Other teams had female directors, after all!


    Dorothy blinked. Only then did she realize why Everett had mentioned sending flowers several


    times. He couldn''t possibly think they were from a male colleague, could he?


    [Ms. Sanchez?]


    [When will Everett be out of his meeting? I need to speak with him.]


    [Mr. Lopez? He''s booked solid for at least another hour. Ever since yesterday, he''s crammed his


    schedule so tight, not even sparing a moment for himself. He''s meant to work three days, but he''s


    jammed it all into two! It''s like he''s reverted to that insane work ethic during the past four years...


    Did you tick off Mr. Lopez again, Ms. Sanchez?]


    Her? She hadn''t riled up Everett recently, had she?


    [I don''t think so. He probably has other ns.]


    [What ns could Mr. Lopez have? His personal life is as dry as toast.]


    Dorothy pondered for a moment, and it did seem to be the case.


    Aside from work, he was all about fitness, avoiding social gatherings like the gue, and showed


    zero interest in mobile and game-ying.


    Yet, beingbeled as having a dull life by Kevin, a workaholic homebody himself, was a bit of a fail


    for Everett.


    After all, in everyone''s eyes, heirs to fortunes should be living it up like Jeffrey, partying and living


    the high life.


    Dorothy nced at the clock and then dove into her tasks, asionally checking to see if the


    meeting was over. When it still showed no signs of ending, she''d switch back to her work.


    It turned out that Kevin had grossly miscalcted; Everett wrapped up what should have been


    several meetings in one marathon session! Nearly four hourster, the first conference room finally


    showed as avable.


    Already exhausted from the day, Dorothy felt herself nodding off in front of herputer, even


    believing for a few minutes that she had actually fallen asleep!


    If it weren''t for Everett''s call, she might have spent the night slumped over her desk.


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    "Mm?" She groggily pressed the answer button.


    "Kevin said you were looking for me."


    "Ah, right, I was." Dorothy pped her stiff cheeks, forcing her brain to boot up again. "You''re


    sending flowers to all the directors of the Lopez Corporation?"


    "Kevin told you?"


    "What if I said I guessed it? Would you believe me?"


    Everett didn’t reply.


    Dorothy''s mind was foggy with sleep, so she spoke without any filters, "You really don''t have to do


    that. The flowers I received were from a female colleague, the one I had a dispute with. She


    apologized and bought them for me."


    If a male colleague had sent her flowers, she wouldn''t have epted them, let alone brought them


    home.


    "Yeah, I knew."


    "You didn''t."


    Everett fell silent again.


    "So, drop the whole flower-sending thing. I don''t have time to fuss with fresh flowers every day!"


    Everett was silent for a moment, "Mm."


    "Alright, you''re busy. I''m off to sleep."


    She yawned loudly, then flopped back onto her bed with her phone still in hand, falling asleep


    instantly, not even realizing she hadn''t hung up.


    Everett listened to her steady breathing. Not wanting to disturb her, he was just quietly listening


    through his headphones.