Hypnotizing Love novel Chapter 785

After all, an image is something you can't mess around with; it has to be kept up.

It's especially not something like that; it's even more important not to be noticed; otherwise, how embarrassing.

With that in mind, Amber pursed her lips again.

Over there, Jared arrived at the office door, grabbed the handle and turned it, unlocking the door.

The person outside the door was indeed Ben.

Ben smiled respectfully at Jared when he saw him and then lifted the oversized food box in his hand, "Mr. Farrell, your and Miss Reed's lunch has arrived."

Jared had now put away his excellent mood and faced Ben with another grim, dark face.

He gave Ben a cold sweep and said in an impatient voice, "Why are you so late?"

If this man had come a little earlier, he would not have interrupted him and Amber.

But this man had come not too early, not too late, just in time to spoil his day.

How could he make him look good?

Ben saw Jared snapping at him, while he was confused, blinking with a dumbfounded look, "I ... wasn't late; I brought your lunch over as soon as it arrived."

So, how can you call this late?

It hadn't been half an hour, had it?

It hadn't even been half an hour, and Mr. Farrell thought he was late, so he was treating him like a flash?

Ben felt a little aggrieved, but at the same time, something didn't feel right.

Mr. Farrell was not the kind of person who would say he was late for no reason.

But Mr. Farrell was saying that at this time.

There must be some particular reason for this.

What was it?

Ben looked suspiciously past Jared and saw behind him.

On the couch, Amber was sitting there, not far behind him, sipping her coffee elegantly but with an unnatural stiffness to the elegance.

It was as if she had done something wrong and was trying to conceal her panic and keep her composure.

After all, Miss Reed hadn't even looked towards him but kept her head down, which was not Miss Reed's usual style either, reinforcing that Miss Reed was being vain about something.

Ben couldn't tell exactly what was on her mind yet, so he turned his attention to Jared.

And noticing that Mr. Farrell's tie was missing, the collar of his shirt was crumpled as if someone had scratched it with their hands, and there was something red on Mr. Farrell's throat that looked like he had been bitten.

Wait, a bite?

Ben's eyes widened, and it all became clear at once.

No wonder Mr. Farrell said he was late and was black-faced at him.

He had come at the wrong time to disturb Mr. Farrell in the middle of something.

Ben was instantly embarrassed and asked with a strained smile, "Well, Mr. Farrell, this lunch ..."

"Put it in." Without looking at him, Jared turned and headed for the office.

Ben sighed and followed him in with his head down, knowing that Mr. Farrell didn't like him at the moment.

He didn't dare to look around on the way in for fear he might see something he shouldn't.

Finishing her tea, Amber sat down and urged, "Jared, sit down and eat; it's been so long; aren't you hungry?"

"Coming." Jared hooked his lips, walked to the seat opposite her, and sat down.

Amber couldn't wait to take a piece of the prawn and put it in her mouth.

The springy shrimp burst in her mouth, and the taste was terrific.

Amber's eyes narrowed in happiness, and she couldn't help but wiggle her little legs.

It was a habitual gesture; she liked to wiggle her legs whenever she ate something delicious or felt happy.

Jared was also aware of this little movement and felt it wiggling under the coffee table.

He bent down slightly, and his eyes darkened when he saw her wobbling two feet.

If it weren't the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to grab both of her feet, hold them in his lap, shackle them, and touch them fiercely.

They were so cute and should be caressed and loved by him.

"Is it that good?" Jared asked without looking any further, bringing his gaze back to Amber.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back if he looked any longer.

Otherwise, she should kick him.

Amber didn't know what was going through the man's mind for the hundredth time; she repeatedly nodded, "Of course, it's delicious; I haven't gorged on seafood so happily in a long time."

Firstly, she was too busy with all the problems since she took over Goldstone Co. to eat and play.

The second thing was that it wasn't much fun for her to go alone, and Cole and the others were too busy to spend much time with her.

So over time, she gradually had regrets in her heart.