HAPPY MOMMY HAPPY DADDY NOVEL novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Came Specially to Apologize to You

“YO.”

“What are you doing here?” Nancy asked, looking at the woman in front of him. “Then what are you doing here?” Alora sneered. “I am an employee here.” “Alora, you don’t know, right? I’m Rowan Group’s assistant. I can see Samir at any time.” Nancy chuckled.

“Assistant?” Alora asked thoughtfully.

“The kind of assistant I met on set who helped an artist lift his umbrella and shoes?”

“You don’t understand what an assistant means. I don’t blame you. Who asked you to be so short-sighted?” Nancy’s face instantly turned ugly.

After that, she looked down at the thermos in Alora’s hand. “What? You want to be a good wife and mother and come to deliver food?” “Unfortunately, no matter how hard you try, you can’t compare to Chen Qian!” “Is Chen Qian very good?” Alora smiled. “Of course!” Nancy snorted coldly. In any case, Chen Qian did not exist at all. She and Yang Qing had made up a story.

Didn’t she say anything?

Thinking of this, she sneered, “Chen Qian is thousands of times stronger than you. You bastard!”

“Since Chen Qian is thousands of times stronger than me, why would she want to be friends with someone like you?” Alora sneered.

“What do you mean?” asked Nancy

“I mean…”

“I look down on you,” said Alora, smiling.

ming.

“Are you happy with your little cleverness and acting with Yang Xiaoyou?” “I think you should enter the entertainment industry. Your acting is still pretty good. Do you need me to introduce you to the director?” “Oh right, I forgot, you can’t be an actor.” “At least you have face to look at when you’re an actor.” With that, the woman stepped into the building. Nancy stood where he was, staring at her back as he stomped his feet fiercely.

When Alora arrived at Samir’s office with the thermal container, the office was empty She grabbed Samir’s secretary at the door.

When the secretary saw her, she chuckled. “Hello, Madam.”

“You know me?” Alora was a little surprised. “Of course!”

“Our president confessed to you at the press conference a few days ago. How can I not know you?” the secretary smiled. Alora smiled, a little embarrassed.

The guilt she felt towards Samir increased. He was so good to her, yet she still suspected him…

“Madam, are you here to look for the president?”

The secretary glanced at the thermos in Alora’s hand. “The president is still in a meeting. Do you want me to take you outside the meeting room to wait?”

Alora wanted to refuse.

But the secretary spoke again, “If the president comes out after the meeting, the first thing he sees is that you come to him with lunch. He will be so happy that he will jump up!” Alora was silent for a moment.

In order to see how happy Samir was, she decided to follow the secretary.

The conference room was on the other side of the corridor.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Alora could clearly see the man listening to the report seriously.

His eyes were indifferent, his eyes were serious, and his ears were slightly tilted.

Samir was seriously listening to the staff report. Alora felt a little warm in her heart.

This man was very different from the image of a domineering president who did not respect people as she imagined.

He was not the kind of person who hung money on his mouth every day, nor was he the kind of person who bullied people because they were young and inexperienced.