The next day, during the company’s high-level eting, Ruby Sullivan thought she might catch so hints, but everything was normal to the point of being dull. Because the recent troubles with The Sullivan Group had been resolved, the departnts of The Sterling Group had nothing much to dispute in the eting, and there hadn’t been any new project developnts recently. Ruby couldn’t figure out why Ethan Sterling insisted she make ti.
Unable to figure it out, she decided not to dwell on it; after all, as she said, aside from the small stakes she had in The Sullivan Group, there wasn’t much for him to sche over. But those small stakes had been given by him, so why should she bother protecting them?
However, by the evening after work, she deliberately went to the president’s office ahead of ti to ask if he’d like to have dinner together.
Ethan Sterling didn’t expect her to be so proactive, feeling that the sweet hawthorn pills he took hadn’t gone to waste, which lifted his spirits, "To let you go ho earlier, let’s order takeout."
Ruby was truly surprised at how considerate he was, imdiately pulling out her phone, "What do you want to eat? My treat. Actually, so places have quite good food."
Ethan looked at her with a slight bit of surprise. If she were one of his employees, of course, he would be happy, but thinking this employee was his wife made him feel sowhat...
He crossed his hands together, looking at her, testing the waters: "Actually, if you feel overworked, there’s no need to work overti."
"Hmm?" Ruby, who was looking up food on her phone, didn’t quite understand and tilted her head at him.
Ethan cleared his throat, thickening his voice a bit, "I’m your husband. If you ask for a vacation, I... will likely approve it."
Ruby found it hard to interpret his awkward expression, almost as if he needed to use the restroom urgently.
Ethan saw her big eyes staring with a confused look, so he continued to explain, "You really don’t need to be so busy that you don’t even have ti to go ho for dinner."
"So... are you saying you want to support ?" Ruby followed his logic, thinking of a more straightforward answer.
Ethan was also stunned, furrowing his brows, suppressing the heartache, "Well, it’s not entirely out of the question..."
Ruby burst out laughing, "Mr. Sterling, you didn’t bring back from Bellaza to support , I’m very clear on that. So, just say, what do you want to eat? If you don’t know what you want, I’ll just order directly. I can’t have food in my lab, so you’ll need to pick it up later, and we’ll eat it in the eting room?"
Ethan looked at her teasing deanor, feeling mocked, his face turning red and white, as he took out his phone, a bit irritated, "You go back to work; I’ll order and call you when it arrives."
He just wanted her to show a little vulnerability occasionally, doesn’t she know that won who act coy get the best treatnt?
Ruby couldn’t figure out where his sudden moodiness ca from, seeing him engrossed in ordering food, she didn’t want to provoke him further, "Alright, I’ll head back to the office then."
She noticed Howard was packing up to leave, so she stopped in front of him, sincerely asking for advice, "Has Mr. Sterling been upset about sothing lately?"
Howard was made nervous by her overly serious expression, shaking his head in confusion, "It’s just the usual botherso routine, nothing particularly special."
Ruby blinked, finding his answer quite astute, yet upon further thought, there wasn’t anything wrong with it. In such a large company, even if everyone under him was competent, it’s impossible not to worry about anything, right?
She pursed her lips, not knowing what else to ask, and could only head back to work with a mind full of confusion.
Today, she mainly worked on the follow-up plan for this series of new products, writing until she lost track of ti. By the ti she realized it, it was already past eleven o’clock. She quickly shut down her computer and left the office, only to see Ethan sitting in front of the essential oils wall, staring blankly at the hundreds of essential oils on the shelves.
When she approached, he finally turned his head, "I’ve only been to The Fragrance Lab twice before. Although it’s called The Fragrance Lab, the sll was sowhat unpleasant back then. I found it really amazing how such a rough place could produce so many products under our company’s na that all sll so good."
The Fragrance Lab not only had to research perfus but also had to concoct scents for various costics under the brand. Although Ruby was outstanding in the area of perfu formulation, that didn’t an she was weak in other areas.
It’s just that the overall scent adjustnt of The Sterling Group’s costics was sothing she did while launching the perfu. It was work done gradually over six months or even a year.
Ruby stood beside him, also looking at the wall of essential oils, with a proud smile on her lips, "That’s why I insisted you redecorate The Fragrance Lab according to my design."
With countless scents of essential oils, so combinations resulted in pleasant aromas, while others were indescribably bad. It’s only after spending extensive ti in The Lab that she discovered a formula to make this work well, and it was found to be quite effective when implented at The Lawson Group.
Ethan also smiled, "The previous lab was downstairs; this used to be the territory of my entire secretarial team." When he first heard of her demand, he thought she was bluffing, using it to elevate her status, especially since there was a profit-sharing clause in their contract. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have indulged her so much.
If her new products didn’t et the sales targets, the loss to The Sterling Group wouldn’t be significant.
He tilted his head, "I requested to have The Lab built next to my office."
Ruby was taken aback, joking, "Mr. Sterling, were you attracted to my looks at that ti and had ulterior motives?"
"You’re overthinking it."
Before Ruby could finish rolling her eyes, he placed a hand on her shoulder, just like young couples, stuck together to feel secure. The gesture made her a bit uneasy, but he looked as pleased as punch.
"Let’s go, ho to sleep." Ethan said, dragging her halfway with his arm over her shoulder as they walked out, refusing to let her slip from under his arm.
Ruby couldn’t resist him, resigning herself to her fate. She deliberately slouched, making it uncomfortable for him to lean on her.
Ethan noticed the puffed cheeks, couldn’t help himself from reaching out to poke until he got her to smile, then laughed out loud, not teasing her further.
"Is it fun?" Ruby eyed him sideways, pretending to be angry.
He nodded, reaching out his finger as if to poke her face again.
Ruby didn’t hold back, opening her mouth to bite his finger, which gave Ethan a new way to tease her.
"Co on, bite !"
Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Ruby pretended to be angry, walking ahead. When he caught up, she pinched the soft skin on his waist, slyly saying, "Gaining so belly fat, yet acting like a kid."
Ethan imdiately got nervous, feeling his stomach, pursing his lips as if blaming himself, "Should’ve eaten less today. I’ll go to the gym tomorrow. Already booked a coach." After all, he needed to wait for her to get off work, so it was a suitable ti to get so exercise.
Ruby joked, "A pretty boy isn’t only about having an eight-pack."
Ethan squinted his eyes, feeling slightly displeased. Is this woman really into pretty boys?
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