CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95: CALL HIM PRESIDENT QUINN

Eleanor Hollis’s plate was filled with only vegetables, not a single trace of minced meat in sight.

Hugo Quinn frowned and pushed the small dishes brought over by Lan Yancy to her side.

"Eat more, don’t go hungry."

Eleanor felt she couldn’t eat anything under such scrutiny, she really had no appetite.

Moreover, she noticed that although Hugo Quinn was smiling, there was a hint of gloominess in that smile.

Hugo Quinn picked up his chopsticks and began to eat elegantly.

At noon, he was almost driven to anger. He sat in the office for so long just waiting for Eleanor Hollis to come in and invite him to lunch.

In the end, after waiting with a gurgling stomach, Lan Yancy came in and said Eleanor Hollis had already gone to the cafeteria.

She only knew him at Grandeur. Why didn’t she call him to eat together?

Eleanor clearly didn’t realize what had made Hugo Quinn angry. She just felt the man’s behavior was somewhat inexplicable.

However, seeing him enthusiastically serve her the dishes, she couldn’t refuse without hurting his pride, so she forced down a few bites of meat.

Hugo Quinn looked satisfied, then raised an eyebrow at the dish he liked, indicating it to Eleanor Hollis.

Eleanor gulped, reluctantly stretched out her hand, picked a chopstick of the dish, and tremblingly put it into Hugo Quinn’s bowl.

The gloom on Hugo Quinn’s face vanished instantly. His eyes softened, and he quietly ate what was in his bowl.

Those around them felt their eyes were about to pop out; the usually stern president actually smiled, and such a charming smile at that?!!

Who on earth is that woman who is lucky enough to eat with the president, and judging by the looks of it, they seem quite close.

The women felt jealousy almost clouding their minds, gripping their chopsticks so hard they wished the chopsticks were Eleanor Hollis!

This meal, Eleanor Hollis ate without tasting much, but seeing Hugo Quinn so happy, she found herself starting to feel happy too.

Because she suddenly realized that Hugo Quinn could be so simple at times, just having a meal made him that happy.

"Where are you planning to go after work?"

Hugo Quinn suddenly asked, his gaze fixed on her.

Eleanor stiffened, feeling he had something to say, "I still haven’t finished reviewing that pile of documents. I want to stay and work overtime."

Hugo Quinn suddenly smiled, reaching out to ruffle her hair, "Good girl, to reward your diligence, after overtime we’ll go watch a movie together."

"Can I refuse?"

Eleanor said helplessly; she didn’t want to watch a movie, and wanted to remind him if he could skip the intimate hair ruffling.

"No, this is your reward, you have to accept it."

After saying that, Hugo Quinn was already up and left first.

Eleanor looked at the seven or eight small dishes in front of her and was still a bit dazed.

She originally intended to work low-key at Grandeur, but didn’t expect on her first day to become the most high-profile person here.

She felt she was about to be pierced to death by the women’s gazes, so she got up quickly and rushed back to the top-floor office.

"Who is that woman? Why is she so close to the president?"

"Could she be the president’s new girlfriend?"

"How could that be! The president just got divorced, it can’t be so quick!"

Although they denied it with their mouths, they all saw Hugo Quinn’s intimacy with Eleanor Hollis, if they weren’t a couple, then what were they?

After returning to the top-floor office, Eleanor felt everyone’s gaze on her changed instantly, she almost sat down with her teeth clenched.

During the afternoon, many people came to ask about her relationship with Hugo Quinn.

It seemed people were gossipy no matter where.

She could only evade with "just friends," but clearly, no one believed her.

An office is naturally a place where people elevate the successful and demean challenges. In the morning, when no one knew her relationship with the president, no one came to greet her.

Now suddenly discovering her good relationship with the president, they all came warmly to guide her work.

But Eleanor felt uncomfortable with such closeness, enduring with her scalp tingling until she finally relaxed after work, focusing securely on the documents before her.

Having been disturbed by those people, it would take another two hours to finish.

An hour later, the sound of leather shoes echoed around her, she looked up and saw Hugo Quinn’s resolute jaw.

"Let’s go."

There weren’t many people left in the top-floor office, everyone cautiously observed the situation.

Seeing the president personally invite Eleanor Hollis to get off work, they became even more convinced she must be his lover.

After all, wealthy men nowadays were all so fickle, keeping several lovers outside was normal.

Eleanor Hollis, without identity or background, might only be fit for being a lover.

Because the outfit she wore wasn’t a big brand, totaling only about two thousand, everyone assumed her family background wasn’t great.

"But I haven’t finished yet."

Eleanor looked at the pile in front of her with some annoyance. She could’ve finished before work, but was delayed by those people.

Hugo Quinn grabbed the documents without another word, took her by the wrist, "Read it at home."

Eleanor could feel the surrounding gazes on them, bit her lip but said nothing, obediently following behind him.

Hugo Quinn appreciated Eleanor Hollis’ compliance, which made one want to cherish her.

After getting in the car, he placed the documents inside, checked his watch, there were still forty minutes before the movie started. They still had time to get there.

Lan Yancy was driving upfront. He remembered that in the morning, before Miss Hollis had arrived at the company, the president seriously asked him for tips on pursuing ladies.

He had worked with the president for many years and had never seen him so serious about any girl.

Unfortunately, he had never dated before and couldn’t offer specific advice.

"Girls should like flowers, the president could send some, or invite Miss Hollis to a movie," he suggested.

He didn’t expect the president to take Miss Hollis to a movie that very afternoon, proving he could indeed be taught.

Very soon, the car stopped at the cinema entrance, Hugo Quinn led Eleanor Hollis out of the car.

"Lan Yancy, go back and check on Marcus."

They didn’t need a third wheel in their two-person world.

"Okay, President."

Lan Yancy got back in the car, hit the accelerator again, and left.

Eleanor Hollis suddenly remembered there was a kid at home. The two of them, as adults, leaving the kid behind to see a movie seemed not quite right.

"Mr. Quinn, Marcus hasn’t eaten at home, shouldn’t we bring him along?"

Hugo Quinn had already gotten the tickets, saw a popcorn stand not far away, his eyes lit up, and immediately pulled her over to buy some popcorn.