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Chapter 1348

    Chapter 1348


    John?


    Odell frowned and asked, “Why is he here?”


    Shermaine replied, “He said he came to talk to you about a project in nchester.”


    Odell closed the file and said to her, “Tell him toe in, and go make another pot of tea.”


    “Understood.”


    A few minutester, the door was pushed open, and a young man in a suit walked in holding a two-year-old toddler.


    The little girl was chubby and pink. As soon as she entered, she called out to him softly, “Hello, Uncle!”


    Odell smiled at her. “Hello.”


    John ced her on the ground.


    Caprice immediately walked toward him with her little legs. She was not trying to hug Odell’s legs. She curiously walked behind


    him, made a big round, and then continued to explore the rest of the office.


    John’s gaze followed her for a while. “Caprice, tell Daddy


    if you want anything. Don’t try to get it yourself, or you might hurt yourself.”


    The corners of Odell’s mouth twitched. Before John said thest sentence, he thought that John was trying to teach Caprice not


    to take things that were not hers.


    Caprice gave an obedient hum and continued to stroll about.


    John sat down on the sofa.


    Odell looked at him. “Which project do you want to talk to me about?” They had cooperated on several projects in nchester


    which were making good progress.


    John replied, “Nothing specific. | just came to tell you that the projects are going well.”


    Odell gave him a cold look. This guy was obviously just here to loiter.


    Just then, there was another knock on the door.


    Odell said, “Enter.”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Shermaine walked in with tea. She first handed a cup to John and put another cup on Odell’s table, then turned around and


    walked out.


    John picked up the cup of tea as if he was about to drink it, but his eyes lingered on Shermaine. He only withdrew his gaze when


    she walked out.


    Odell noticed John’s gaze, and his eyes narrowed. He


    asked with interest, “What? Are you interested in my secretary?”


    Johnughed. “You''ve misunderstood. As I''ve said, I’m not interested in her type.”


    “Then, why are you staring at her?”


    “| just thought she looks simr to your wife.”


    Odell asked in confusion, “Why are you mulling over that?”


    “I''m not mulling over it.” John looked at him and curled his lips. “l was wondering if you kept her around as your secretary


    because she looks like your wife, or your type just so happens to be like her and your wife.”


    Odell frowned, and his expression sank. “She’s my secretary because my previous secretary had to go home. for personal


    affairs. | wasn’t the one who brought her in either.”


    John leaned back on the sofazily and said with a smile, | know she was rmended by your assistant, but you had to nod


    your head and agree before she could be your secretary.”


    ((


    Odell looked at him coldly. “Do you think I’m interested in her?”


    “That’s not what | meant. I’m just voicing my spections as a bystander, and | shouldn''t be the only one to think so. When I


    came up, | met two of your


    employees who were probably executives of yourpany. They were talking about your rtionship with your secretary, and


    they alsomented that you would have continued to torture them if your secretary hadn’t helped them out.”


    Finishing with a smile, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, thenplimented, “This tea is brewed really well.”


    Odell gave him a cold look. “Save the theatrics and just tell me straight. Do you think I’m interested in her?”


    John smiled. “Yes.”


    “Did you see anything? Besides the gossip you heard when you came up, did you hear anything else?”


    “| didn’t see or hear anything. | just sense it.”


    “Why?”


    “Because whether it’s the way she looks or the way she dresses, it’s very simr to Sylvia. | don’t know if she was born like this


    or if she’s deliberately imitating Sylvia.”


    “She’s not that kind of person.”


    Johnughed. “Master Carter, | haven’t said anything yet. Why are you in such a rush to defend her?”


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