Arlo Seys pondered for a mont, his gaze sweeping over several docunts on the desk, and instructed Callan Walkers, "Bring Ariel in."
"Sure thing, President Seys!" The president personally disciplining the future first lady—he was more than happy to oblige! Besides, if Miss Morris really got upset, the worst-case scenario would be President Seys kneeling on a washboard.
No, no, that’s not right. President Seys, with his noble and elegant—or rather, cunning wolf in sheep’s clothing nature, even if Miss Morris got angry, he could easily handle that little white rabbit with so wall-pin or bed-pin action.
Callan went out to call Ariel Morris in, and Ariel pushed the door open and entered.
"Arlo, what’s up?"
Arlo Seys looked at Ariel Morris, his eyes unblinking.
His deep gaze made Ariel a bit flustered and uneasy. After a minute passed and he still didn’t speak, Ariel took a deep breath and blurted out, "Arlo—President Seys, did I ss up at work? You looking at like that makes nervous."
Arlo’s expression remained calm, and he softly said two words: "Co here."
Feeling jittery, Ariel slowly moved over, her steps heavy as if heading to an execution ground.
She hadn’t done anything wrong today, so where did she make a mistake?
Ariel moved to Arlo’s side, lowered her eyes, and put on an obedient look, hoping God Seys would take pity on her and let her off the hook.
Standing there with her head down, waiting for Arlo’s criticism, suddenly a pale hand holding a few docunts appeared before her eyes.
Arlo’s calm voice sounded, "Organize these docunts and then succinctly brief on their content."
Surprised, Ariel looked at Arlo and quickly nodded, taking the docunts.
So she hadn’t done anything wrong! Arlo’s reaction had really scared her!
Holding the docunts, Ariel turned to head back to her desk to handle them.
From behind ca Arlo’s voice, "Sit right here on the sofa and handle it, so you can tell about it later."
"...Alright."
Ariel sat on the sofa with the docunts, reading them carefully.
The room was silent, ti slipping by, and Ariel’s eyelids grew heavy as she read, barely able to stay open. Staring at the densely packed words on the docunts, her eyelids eventually closed completely, drifting into sleep.
Arlo was handling docunts and noticed the unusual stillness from Ariel inside. Curious, he looked her way.
When his eyes landed on Ariel, he swiftly stood up, took quick strides forward, and caught her gently slipping sleeping form.
Watching her sleeping face, Arlo smiled gently and murmured to himself, "Little sleepyhead, all you do is sleep every day."
Smiling again, Arlo carefully carried Ariel and pushed open the door to the lounge.
He had heard from Callan that she had been watching Jorge Saxton’s news early in the morning, and gossiping with the secretaries about how handso Jorge was, so he felt a bit suffocated, wanting to punish her a little.
Having her read docunts by his side so she wouldn’t have ti to look at Jorge Saxton’s news—but he didn’t expect her to just fall asleep.
Arlo crouched by the bed, gave Ariel’s red lips a gentle kiss, smiled softly, got up, left the lounge, and closed the door.
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In the afternoon, when Ariel woke up, she found herself in the lounge again. Embarrassed, she walked out to discover that Arlo was no longer in the office; he’d probably gone to inspect other departnts.
Ariel left the office, and her phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone and pressed the answer button.
"Ariel, co ho for dinner tonight. Mom made so soup for you."
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