CHAPTER 558: CHAPTER 266 NOLAN MOORE’S TENDERNESS (3 MORE UPDATES)_2

"Go home first, if you’re tired just sleep in bed."

"I don’t like seeing you suffer because of me."

Jane Quinlan pouts: "Home is too comfortable, I can’t remember stuff."

"Memorize what?"

Jane Quinlan frustrated: "Today, Manager Qu suddenly checked if I memorized the regulations. She asked me about Article 9, and I was just stunned."

"If she’d asked me to recite from the beginning to the end, maybe I could have."

"But to pick randomly like that, it’s really tough..."

"Then what happened..."

Jane Quinlan shakes her head, downcast: "Nothing happened."

"That’s nonsense, that Annie is notorious as an old witch.

You must’ve been scolded a lot while in her hands."

Jane Quinlan turns around surprised: "She scolds people often?"

"As far as I know, yes, indeed.

I wasn’t working in the company before, so I didn’t have much to do with her, hence I really didn’t know there was such a character in the company.

After you joined, I deliberately made some inquiries to find out.

Unintentionally, I ended up giving you a devil for a boss."

He said as he gently ruffled her hair: "I suppose this counts as me harming you."

"It’s okay, not only am I under her.

She can’t possibly always pick me alone to scold.

Moreover, I don’t often stay at the assistant’s office, so the chances she gets to scold me are few."

I don’t know if this counts as self-comforting.

However, Jane Quinlan feels that this is fortunate amidst the misfortune."

"It’s okay, if she scolds you, tell me, I’ll sort her out for you."

"No need, I’ve said before, you don’t need to help me with work.

I don’t want to be a burden to you all the time."

"But I like to make myself the most important person in your life.

This feeling of being liked by you is not bad."

Jane Quinlan looked at him and started laughing.

"I’m terribly hungry, what shall we eat?"

"It’s late, how about something nutritious, porridge?"

"Sure."

Their voices gradually fade as they walk away and finally enter the elevator to leave.

During the meal, Kay Forrest noticed she was almost falling asleep.

He served her food and asked: "I heard my dad looked for you today?"

Jane Quinlan suddenly became a bit more alert: "You are well-informed."

"That’s inevitable, what did he say?"

"You’re so well-informed, don’t tell me you don’t know?" she teased him.

Kay Forrest shook his head: "I feel like I don’t even need to ask to guess a bit.

Did he pester you about me going to Beijing to find you?

Did he say I wasn’t being serious and asked you to persuade me?"

Jane Quinlan playfully raised her brows: "I think you and your dad actually understand each other quite well.

It’s just that you really lack communication.

If you had grown up by your uncle’s side since childhood, I think you two would definitely be very close."

"I’d better communicate less, more communication just leads to mutual hurt.

Do you really think my dad treats you the same way he treats me?

Even when playing chess with me, he would complain I made a poor move here and there.

In his eyes, whatever I do is wrong.

No matter how seriously I take something, he thinks I’m not focused enough.

If he could really trust me unconditionally.

He should know, I’m his son, they say like father, like son."

He can manage a company, would I really sacrifice the company just for a romance?

Even if he doesn’t contact you or call me, I would still have stayed late today to finish the overdue work.

I still have my basic principles as a person."

"You are so kind to everyone, why do you always treat Kay Forrest this way?

You see, you think he doesn’t trust you, but in fact, you don’t trust him either.

Think about it, who in this world could love you more than he does?

You are his son, and this company is his life’s work.

He just wants to hand over the business empire he built to his most trusted son.

His strict demands on you are just to make sure you don’t take things lightly in the future.

I still hold to the old saying, you must show him that you are reliable."

Kay Forrest shook his head silently: "I think my dad has bought you over."

"No, I wouldn’t be bought by anyone at any time.

I just think uncle asked me to persuade you because he trusts me.

If he didn’t approve of me as your girlfriend, why would he contact me?

Because of uncle’s trust in me, I now strictly demand you... to never again sacrifice the company for romance.

This time I have fully felt your heart, let this not happen again."

"That’s bribery.

Without spending a penny, he could get the only woman who can handle me to obediently follow instructions."

Jane Quinlan laughed heartily: "If it really were bribery, I would rather he had thrown me a check.

Why don’t those scenes from TV dramas ever happen to me?

I really wish for a huge pie to fall from the sky."

Kay Forrest couldn’t help but laugh as he watched her bright, smiling face.

His father had approached her, yet instead of coming to complain or sulk to him, she obediently advised him.

What a silly woman.

The next day, Jane Quinlan slept well and felt much refreshed.

The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to recite those damned regulations.

Because of this broken system, she hadn’t cooked in the mornings for several days.

Both of them had been eating out.

Because of her, Kay Forrest had even changed his habit of only eating breakfast at Seaton Avenue.

She felt like she had unknowingly led this demanding young master.

After entering the office, she began to clean her desk, ready to start the day’s work.

When Nolan Moore arrived, she ignored him just like she had the night before.

After he entered the office, she took a deep breath and walked in.

"Director Moore, I have prepared your tea, now may we discuss your schedule for today?"

"Go ahead."

Jane Quinlan opened her notebook and started reading the work schedule in chronological order.

Dylan Moore stroked his chin while sitting and watching her.

After she finished, he nodded: "Alright, I got it, you can leave now."

Jane Quinlan was puzzled; this guy didn’t nitpick her as usual today.

How rare.

She herself was almost startled by it.

Usually, he couldn’t help but make a few pointed remarks at her.

She turned swiftly and walked out.

Until the door was closed, she still felt somewhat incredulous.

Did this man take the wrong medication?

Nolan Moore picked up the intercom and had the operator connect to Annie.

From the handset, Annie’s voice came through: "Hello, this is Annie, assistant office manager."

"Manager Annie, this is Nolan Moore, may I disturb you for a moment."

"Manager Moore, please hold for a moment."

She covered the microphone and asked the assistant standing in front of her desk to leave, then respectfully said into the handset: "Manager Moore, what can I do for you."