CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188: YOU CAN’T TRUST WHAT A WOMAN SAYS IN BED EITHER

Seeing Serena Sutton appear in the office.

Both sides were stunned.

Serena found out that Justin Hawthorne now works at a company here, but she didn’t expect that the boss of this company is Poppy Hale.

Poppy looked at Serena, "Why are you here? What about Hawthorne Group?"

"I resigned this morning with Secretary Sloan and am going through the procedures. President Hawthorne heard about my resignation and approved it without asking any questions."

Morgan Sloan didn’t ask anything either.

Most likely because Serena made too much of a splash when she joined Hawthorne Group earlier.

Everyone knew she was arranged by the Hawthorne Family, aiming for Declan Hawthorne.

Now resigning, either she realizes she has no chance with Declan or she’s returning to her own family business.

Even Declan probably didn’t expect Serena would come to Poppy’s company for an interview.

"Did someone at Hawthorne Group give you a hard time?"

Serena quickly shook her head.

"No, I just wanted to work somewhere else. I actually just want to work peacefully, but... you know neither Hawthorne Group nor The Sutton Corporation can let me do that."

Serena is actually someone with very strong work capabilities.

She graduated from a prestigious university with a degree in marketing, her resume is quite impressive.

At Hawthorne Group, her abilities were also evident.

Poppy was indeed tempted but still said, "Your resume is overqualified for here. Our company is just starting and might face lots of problems."

"If I can stick with such a company, doesn’t it prove my capabilities are outstanding? A job is a two-way choice, I believe I can do this job well."

Poppy is not someone who hesitates, so she offered a suitable salary immediately.

"Two months probation period, your social security for this month should be covered by Hawthorne Group. From next month, our company will give you five social insurances and one housing fund. Riley Thorne will take you to your office."

"Thank you, President Hale."

Serena’s resignation did not cause any waves at Hawthorne Group.

Even the gossip-loving folks already knew about Declan’s marital status.

Although they don’t know who the president’s wife of Hawthorne Group is, Serena realized she had no chance, so resigning was natural.

During the lunch break, Poppy video-called Declan, mentioning that Serena had come to her company.

Declan raised an eyebrow, "She’s very capable, helping you is good."

"Is there some bad talk at Hawthorne Group?"

"Some say she stole game data and gave it to Matthew Sutton, causing losses to Hawthorne Group. I’ve already dealt with these rumors, it won’t cause her any real harm."

Poppy sighed, "What do you mean by no real harm? Don’t you know how terrible rumors can be? Clearly, it wasn’t Serena who did it, why should she take the blame?"

The signal on Declan’s end was a bit weak.

The video lagged for several seconds.

"I’m handling it, but because she made such a scene when joining, Hawthorne Group really doesn’t suit her."

One sentence was finally delivered completely.

Poppy thought the same.

"Then let her stay with me, anyway, I need people."

"I’ll pick you up for dinner tonight."

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By the time work was over in the afternoon, it was already dark.

In Arvum, it gets dark early in winter, and at six o’clock, the streets and alleys were lit up with streetlights, and Poppy’s company was in a remote location, so by the time she left, the outside world had already fallen into a lonely darkness.

Declan’s car was parked at the door.

He didn’t know how long he had been there; Poppy had stayed overtime for a while, and he didn’t rush her.

As soon as she got in the car, a bag of peeled sugar-roasted chestnuts was shoved into Poppy’s hands, warm and cozy.

Morgan Sloan smiled in the front seat, "Madam, today is the beginning of winter, President Hawthorne saw someone eating them after work and said he had to get some for you too."

At first, Poppy wasn’t used to Morgan calling her like that.

Morgan said, if Poppy didn’t like it, he would have to get used to a new job next.

Only then did Poppy begrudgingly adapt.

Sure enough, every time Morgan called her that, Declan’s expression would look a lot better.

Poppy also understood this man’s character.

Childish yet stubborn.

The sugar-roasted chestnuts were still steaming hot, Poppy ate one, soft and sweet.

All the chestnuts in the bag were already peeled, and one could tell that he peeled them while waiting for her after work.

Poppy picked up one, fed it to Declan, "The last time I ate this was back in college. You bought it for me as well."

"But back then, you asked me to peel it for you, which I refused."

So he peeled a whole bag of chestnuts in the car?

Some things Poppy had long forgotten, yet Declan held onto.

Even if no one mentioned it, he couldn’t just let it go.

Poppy squinted her eyes, smiling, after a few chestnuts, she felt full and handed the rest to him.

"Then you can make it up to me properly."

"Of course."

Poppy raised an eyebrow, "Agreeing so quickly, aren’t you afraid I’ll ask for something huge? What if I want all your assets?"

Declan lowered his gaze, holding Poppy’s fingers in his hand, playing with them.

His long eyelashes drooped down, shadows cast under his eyes.

"All my assets have long been yours and Florence’s."

Poppy excitedly said, "Isn’t a divorce required?"

"No need for a divorce. If I’m gone, you and Florence would get more."

Everything under his name would belong to Poppy and Florence.

He said it so plainly, yet Poppy felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

"Then let’s forget it, you live a long life, make more money, so I’d get more."

Declan followed up with a smirk, "Our Poppy is very smart."

They arrived at the restaurant.

Poppy and Declan took their seats.

After ordering the dishes, Poppy noticed the table beside them and tugged on Declan’s sleeve, "Hey, look over there, isn’t that Serena and Young Mr. Shaw?"

"Hey?"

Declan frowned, dissatisfied with her casual address, his face turned sullen.

"Don’t even know how to call your husband? Poppy Hale, do you think your man has a good temper?"

Just because of a title.

And got this angry?

Under the table, Poppy brushed her foot against Declan’s ankle.

The thin heel of her high-heeled shoe brushed against his dress pants, teasing him softly, easing Declan’s slight irritability.

"Alright, hubby, don’t be angry. Angry men age fast, when you’re old, I’ll go find a young stud."

Declan, who already cooled down, was amused again by Poppy’s daring provocation.

"Poppy Hale, are you trying to drive me mad?"

Let alone finding a young stud, she couldn’t even handle one of him.

Every night she’d beg for mercy, saying everything sweet like turning a streetcar.

Declan thought, it’s not that men’s words in bed can’t be trusted.

Women’s words in bed can’t be trusted either.

Poppy laughed twice. Seeing Declan’s dangerous gaze, she felt like she couldn’t escape tonight’s trouble.

She said dryly, "Alright alright, let’s eat. I just wanted you to see if that’s Serena and Young Mr. Shaw over there."

"Call him Allen Shaw, or Sixth Master Shaw. No need to be so polite with him."

In the Shaw Family, Allen is ranked sixth among all siblings.

At that other table.

Serena did not notice Poppy and Declan on the other side.