Chapter 223 Like a Lingering Fragrance


    Chapter 223 Like a Lingering Fragrance


    "Penny, rest assured. I won''t do that again. It''s not worth it."


    Penny nodded and thought for a moment before asking, "Do any of you in your organization know the


    owner of the Lignum Vitae wood flooring business?"


    Despite the low sry, Philip''s current job was decent, and he had many acquaintances.


    "I''ll ask aroundter. If there''s any result, I''ll message you."


    Penny finally felt at ease and returned to the hotel.


    She had initially nned to take a shower and go to sleep.


    But when she came out after showering, she saw a big ck bug on the bed. Instantly, she didn''t dare


    to get on the bed anymore. She put on her clothes and managed to spend the night on a chair, waking


    up with a sore neck.


    When she woke up the next morning, Philip sent her a text message saying that Simon and the others


    were going there tonight.


    [I''ve talked to Simon and asked him to give you a ride.]


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    Penny had some porridge and ate a corn cob before waiting outside the hotel.


    The first car to arrive was a BMW, but it was the basic model, costing less than 35 thousand dors.


    Following behind the BMW was a Rolls-Royce, and Penny instantly recognized it as Ondo''s car.


    How could it be possible?


    Before she could finish her thoughts, Simon got out of the car and pulled Penny directly towards the


    Rolls-Royce.


    Last time, Mr. Fletcher was very pleased with the painting Penny had done, and Penny had also ridden


    in Mr. Fletcher''s car before.


    The window rolled down, revealing Ondo''s face.


    Even here, he still had a pile of documents on his knees.


    His wrist was adorned with an expensive Patek Philippe watch, and his nails were neatly trimmed. His


    hands were slender and delicate, and because his wrists were so fair, the veins on the back of his


    hands were clearly visible.


    His hands, like his face, were captivating.


    "Mr. Fletcher, this young girl is the one who paintedst time. We are going for a field inspectionter;


    coincidentally, she is also going to the same area. Our car is filled with rough men who smoke. I


    wanted to ask if she can hitch a ride in your car?" Simon said sincerely, with a smile on his austere


    face.


    Penny noticed that Ondo''s fingers, holding the documents, tightened slightly. Probably Simon


    interrupted his train of thought.


    She was about to decline when she heard his clear voice say, "Get in."


    Penny had no choice but to sit in the car with a forced smile.


    As soon as the car door closed, she turned and looked out the window, pretending to admire the


    scenery outside.


    But from the corner of her eye, she noticed the orange on the nearby shelf. It was the one she had


    given himst night. It rested amidst a pile of documents, looking out of ce.


    The boss of the Lignum Vitae wood flooring business had a vi in the mountains. With a stable


    amount of customers and no worries about orders, coupled with his low material desires, he chose to


    stay in Prodale County.


    He had arge vi in the mountains and another one in Prodale County, where he alternated between


    living.


    Penny obtained this information from Philip. She didn''t know how to impress such a boss for a moment.


    The car bumped, and Penny saw the orange on the shelf about to roll off. She quickly reached out to


    catch it.


    However, Ondo happened to reach out his hand at the same time, and their fingertips instantly


    touched one cold, one warm.


    Penny looked up at him in surprise, while Ondo frowned slightly, probably not expecting this


    ident.


    Penny quickly withdrew her hand, trying to change the atmosphere by changing the topic. "How is Mr.


    Fletcher''s back injury?"


    Because of her retracting hand, the orange fell to the ground.


    Ondo bent down to pick up the orange, and Penny thought about his back injury. This movement


    would pull on his wound, so she quickly supported his shoulder with one hand.


    "Mr. Fletcher, let me pick it up," Penny said.


    The orange fell closer to Ondo, but Penny remembered his injury, so she crouched down and


    reached out her hand, inadvertently brushing against the fabric on the outside of Ondo''s leg.


    A moist breath seeped through the fabric and instantly entered his body.


    Unaware of this, Penny was focused on reaching for the orange with her fingertips. After a couple of


    fumbles, she finally managed to grab it and let out a sigh of relief.


    She picked it up and ced it in front of Ondo.


    Ondo didn''t look at the orange but felt his heart rate bing irregr. He furrowed his brows,


    trying hard to ignore this sensation.


    "Just leave it there," he said.


    Penny thought he didn''t like the orange. But due to good manners, he didn''t throw it away. After all, it


    was a gift from someone. So she returned the orange to its original ce and returned to her seat.


    The atmosphere was subtle, like a lingering fragrance.


    Ondo lowered his head to look at the documents, but his peripheral vision remained fixed on the


    outside of his leg, where a slight itchiness lingered as if that warmth was still there.