I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419 Red Flags and Red Faces

Suddenly, the man walking in front of her stopped.

Ellis nearly bumped into him but managed to stop just in time, her brows furrowing as her heart skipped a beat.

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Maxwell didn’t seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. Instead of heading into his office, he turned and went down another hallway–looked like he was going to see Cleveland.

Ellis glanced in that direction a couple times, then sat down at her desk.

Less than an hour into work, her stomach gave a low growl.

She’d skipped breakfast at home, and with everything that happened this morning, she forgot to grab something after arriving. Now she was debating whether to order delivery or just head downstairs to buy something

Before she could make a decision, her phone rang–Cleveland on the line, reminding her that a meeting was about to start

She didn’t have time to eat. Maxwell would be in that meeting. Everything had to be perfect.

She rushed into the conference room and began laying out materials at each sear.

Throughout the meeting, she stayed focused, jotting down notes. She had to–she was the one responsible for the meeting

Maxwell didn’t look happy with the current quarter’s performance. He wasn’t yelling or losing his temper, but the displeasure. was written all over his face. The tension in the room was thick. Everyone sat on edge, afraid to even breathe too loudly.

It was so quiet, you could’ve heard a pin drop.

And then came the sound–low and unmistakable.

A stomach growl

Everyone knew instantly where it came from..

Within seconds, every eye in

The t

Her stomach had ratied her out

room turned toward her.

Ellis wanted to die. All she did was skip breakfast and her stomach had chosen this exact moment to humiliate her.

“Ms. Harper.”

Maxwell, who had been staring straight ahead, suddenly turned his head slightly, looking directly at her.

His expression was unreadable. Not angry, but not exactly amused either.

Ellis instinctively placed a hand over her stomach and hesitated, unsure if she should explain that she hadn’t eaten breakfast.

Before she could say anything, Maxwell asked, “You’re hungry?”

She gave a small nod. No point lying now.

“Very hungry?”

Her gut told her this was going somewhere she wouldn’t like. She quickly shook her head. “Not really

Then just hold out a bit longer. Eat after the meeting.”

To her surprise, that was it.

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Chapter 419 Red Flags and Red Faces

Around the table, everyone else was just as stunned.

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They’d expected Maxwell to snap at her. Instead, he’d told her to eat when the meeting was over–like it was nothing-

But that was just how Maxwell was. He didn’t waste time scolding people. He paid attention to whether you could do your job. If you could, he’d promote and reward you. If you couldn’t, you were gone. Simple as that.

Ellis, focused on her notes, didn’t notice the whispers or stares.

Maxwell, however, noticed everything. He just continued the meeting without batting an eye.

When the meeting finally ended, he glanced at her as she packed up. “It’s lunchtime. Go eat.”

The reminder pulled her out of her work trance. She looked up from her laptop, surprised.

She’d been so busy, she hadn’t realized how much time had passed. And honestly, she didn’t even feel that hungry anymore.

Still, she hadn’t expected the boss himself to tell her to go ea

She gave a polite smile. Tll eat in a bit.”

Maxwell didn’t say anything else and walked out.

After the others had filed out, Cleveland stayed behind.

He hovered near her desk, watching her sort through her notes with an unreadable expression.

Ellis raised a brow, “Cleveland, what are you doing?”

“Just curious,” he said honestly.

“Curious about what?”

“Mr. Fox telling you to go cat

“You’re seriously curious about that?” she asked, clearly confused,

“Of course. He’s never told me to eat.”

Ellis didn’t think it was worth comparing. “That’s not really something to measure.”

And Cleveland knew exactly why he’d been reassigned. The way Maxwell treated the two of them differently wasn’t

surprising.

She was Maxwell’s new assistant. Just last week, he’d given her a fifty–thousand–dollar raise. Cleveland hadn’t gotten that kind

of attention.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Cleveland grinned. “You’re Mr. Fox’s rising star. I’m just the sidelined has been.”