Robert Southgate just realized that his secretary, without her glasses, looked quite pure and adorable.
No wonder those "wolves" at the gatherings always had their eyes on her; if he hadn't protected her as his right-hand assistant, she might have been devoured completely.
"Breakfast is here, let's eat first."
Liam Moore carried several bags of food, placed them on the coffee table, and arranged them.
Meryl Sue nodded to Robert Southgate, "Well, Boss, I'll be heading back. These are the resources that were snatched, and these long-term partners, these documents aren't very secure, so I brought them over."
Robert Southgate reached for them, placed them casually on the table, stood up, and said nonchalantly, "Join us, you haven't eaten either, have you?"
Meryl, indeed, had never had such an honor. Her clear eyes blinked at Robert Southgate, as if what she'd just heard was an illusion.
"What's wrong? Working overtime made you silly?"
