Chapter 950 Laptop Got Broken


    "Miss Lopez, please don''t do that," Sean said as he grabbed Este''s phone. He felt helpless by her


    actions. "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"


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    Este immediately put her phone down. "Well, I won''t give you a hard time. Let''s just go to the


    company''s canteen."


    Sean just had to agree.


    The Larson Group''s canteen was famous in Barnes. Even if it was only apany canteen, world-


    renowned chefs gathered there. It had been trending on the Inte for some time now.


    "Don''t be nervous. I''m asking you to eat with me because you know Brandon well," Este said


    when she noticed that Sean was vigntly standing more than ten meters away from her. "I just


    want to gather materials to write a novel. You see, I''m a novelist."


    Sean breathed a sigh of relief as he quickly followed her. "''Why didn''t you tell me earlier? However, I


    signed a confidentiality agreement. If I disclose Mr. Larson''s private affairs, I will get sry


    deductions."


    Sean''s pay had been significantly reduced because he had irritated Brandon.


    "Then why don''t you resign?" Este said, feeling sorry for him.


    "I have never thought about my resignation. Mr. Larson could be harsh sometimes, but he''s a good


    man. Let''s stop talking about it anymore," Sean said, and then he told Este to order whatever she


    like.


    "Then I''m not going to stand on ceremony," Este said, ordering the most expensive dishes.


    Sean was being so generous that he didn''t flinch at Este''s choices of food.


    Looking at Sean''s meal card bnce, Este said in surprise, "You have so much money. It''s not


    worth spending everything on food."


    She shifted her gaze to Sean, who was thin and tall. He didn''t seem like a big eater to her.


    Sean smiled mysteriously. Being Brandon''s assistant had its advantages. While Brandon was cold


    and harsh with others, he could be kind to his personal assistant.


    When the food was served, Sean sat down with Este.


    Este was such a foodie. She enjoyed her meal so much. Even though she hadn''t finished what


    was on her te, she kept her gaze fixed on the crab on the table.


    Sean smiled gleefully at Est. "We can order some more if you''re still hungry. The canteen won''t


    close until we get off work."


    Sean noticed Este could easily move her arm now. Still smiling at her, he said, "Miss Lopez, your


    arm seems to be alright now."


    Este smiled at him. "For food, I have to be strong, even if I''m badly injured," she equivocated.


    Sean nodded. "You girls should eat more. It''s really not pretty to be skinny."


    Seeing Este enjoying the food so much, he subconsciously worked up a good appetite and


    ordered an additional te of curry potatoes.


    Este belched. She wiped her mouth and smiled mysteriously, "I guess you don''t have a girlfriend."


    Sean raised his face to briefly look at her, and then he continued eating. Este saw a bitter smile


    on his face.


    After the meal, Este took out herptop to get to work. "Do you think you''re very important to


    Brandon as his personal assistant?" she asked.


    Sean''s eyes lit up. Clearly, the question was to his liking. "Do you see it, too?"


    Este didn''t actually see it that way. It was just a casual question.


    Then Sean began to tell her more about his work. "I''m usually responsible for cleaning his vi,


    sorting out important documents, doing theundry, and even cooking for Mr. Larson. Although Mr.


    Larson appears to be high and mighty to others, he was one person who needs care and attention. I


    even make a scarf for Mr. Larson every winter..."


    Este, at first, listened to him carefully, even taking notes on herptop. As Sean went on,


    however, her attention started to wander out of boredom.


    What Sean was telling her was that he was, in a sense, like a mother to Brandon.


    Sean became anxious. Thinking that he would be in Este''s book, he wanted to see if he would be


    portrayed as an important character. "Let me see your notes," he said, grinning as he turned to look


    at Este''sptop screen.


    Sean''s eyes widened when he saw the word "maid" on the screen. It was written in big, bold fonts.


    "Please, delete that immediately," he snarled at her. "You''re tarnishing my image. I''m not his maid!


    I''m just being a caring person."


    "Okay, okay," Est acquiesced as she deleted the word. "I''ll change it. How about ''mother-like''?"


    Sean almost jumped up, saying, "No way! You''ll make the readers think I''m a sissy."


    He grabbed Este''sptop. During the rush, Sean identally knocked down the orange juice on


    the table, sshing it onto theptop. Within seconds, theptop screen went ck.


    Este quickly wiped the juice stains off the keyboard and said in a panicky voice, "Is it broken? I


    have very important documents on myptop."


    She tried to turn on theptop, but it didn''t respond at all.


    She red at Sean, "Why do you always cause trouble?"


    At first, Sean thought she was just acting. She told him that writing was her profession. So, she


    should know that she had to always keep backup copies of important documents. But he could see


    her face was livid.


    Este took theptop and the keyboard was still dripping. "Everything''s gone now... ruined!"


    She scowled and then started crying.


    Tears came streaming down her face as she cried harder, drawing the attention of the people in the


    canteen.


    Sean freaked out and tried to stop her from crying. "I''ll contact the Larson Group technical staff right


    away. They''ll fix yourptop and you won''t lose any data. They''re very good at these things."