<h4>Chapter 2029: Chapter 2023: Whatever you want to eat, I can afford to treat you</h4>


    "It won’t happen again," Joanna Lawrence immediately promised with a good attitude. "I guarantee it won’t happen again. No matter what it is next time, I’ll cancel it."


    "Can I trust your words? Can I believe you?"


    "Of course, my words count. Husband, you should trust me more. Do you see me as someone who doesn’t honor their promises?"


    Ashton Heath: "What do you think?"


    "I think you should trust me." Joanna snuggled into his arms, sat on hisp, hooked her arm around his neck, her eyes soft in the dark. "Consider it my fault for breaking the appointment. To show my apology, let me treat you to dinner tomorrow night, okay?"


    "You can invite Yannick and the others as well."


    "I haven’t seen them for a while either."


    "You’re treating me?"


    "Yes, I am treating you." Joanna, who now held a significant sum in her savings and several properties, felt that she could even afford the most expensive meal.


    Ashton raised an eyebrow in apparent interest. "What indeed would you like to eat?"


    "Anything is fine." Joanna patted herself on the chest and said generously, "Whatever you want to eat, I can afford it."


    "Hmm, you can afford anything I want to eat?"


    "Of course." Joanna smiled at him, a hint of pride in her eyes. "I have quite a few savings now. Even the most expensive meal is no problem for me."


    "So, anything I want to eat is okay?"


    "Yes."


    "..." Joanna looked at the man in front of her, who was serious when talking to her, but not at all serious at heart, and couldn’t even think of what to say.


    Ashton Heath could be really thick-skinned sometimes.


    "Alright, hurry up and meet your clients," Joanna pushed him gently. "Don’t keep them waiting too long."


    *


    Reception Room.


    "President Ashton."


    The woman sitting inside heard the noise, turned her head, and looked at Ashton Heath walking in. Her heart raced.


    She nervously pulled at the corner of her clothes.


    Ashton nodded to her and sat down at a vacant spot.


    Then, in a strictly business-like tone, he asked, "Have the modifications I proposed earlier beenpleted?"


    "President Ashton, they are allpleted. Please review it." The woman tried to suppress the emotions in her heart, which she almost couldn’t control, and handed over the documents she held.


    As Ashton reached for the documents, the woman’s eyes fell on his slender, porcin-white fingers, and she couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter.


    Good-looking people even had good-looking hands.


    Ashton took the documents, flipped through them for two minutes, and then ced them on the table.


    "Proceed with the ns ording to the proposal."


    A delighted expression appeared on the woman’s face. "Do you think the proposal is good, President Ashton?"


    "Yes."


    A trace of smugness appeared in the woman’s eyes.