Chapter 293 Who Holds the Financial Power Is the Boss

It seemed that Ron was unwilling to look at Holley.

He directly ignored the watery, tender eyes of the little woman.

He looked into the distance and his eyes grew deeper.

How could he not know that it was not an easy thing to let that little woman believe him like this?

He cherished this hard won trust from the bottom of his heart.

But he had no other choice.

This morning, something terrible happened on his way to the company.

Those things were likely to repeat what happened four years ago.

Ron was afraid.

Especially when he saw that little woman trust him so much that she could let him use her favor without hesitation.

He knew he had to remind her.

"Nothing. I just want to tell you not to share something precious with others. How do you know if I'm a scum? "

Then he smiled, "have a rest. I want to check an email to deal with the company's affairs."

Looking at the attitude of Ron, Holley couldn't say anything more.

She bit her lips hard and held back those words.

She turned over and lay on the bed with her back to the man. Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

'Ron, you bastard! You did it on purpose!

You can't bear to see me happy. There is something wrong for me to treat you well. Scum, you are hateful!'

She grabbed the pillow angrily, but still couldn't help sitting up and wanting to argue with Ron.

But that man was so weird. He even sat with his back to her and browsed the e-mails.

'Well, if you keep being like this, I will not talk to you anymore in the future.'

Holley wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, turned over and lay down with her back to the man.

She hadn't eaten anything the whole day. She felt her stomach empty.

She took out her phone and ordered the takeout. It was not until she paid that she found the bank card on her account was Ron's.

How could she know the password of that man?

Holley threw the phone

d to turn to the man who was in charge of finance power.

But her pocket and bag were cleaner than her face.

It seemed that he had to accept her fate.

Holley had no choice but to order the food from the restaurant where she ordered the barbecue. "The original flavor, cumin, salad, black pepper..."

She just wanted to know which one of these tastes belonged to Ron.

Unexpectedly, before she could finish, the man interrupted her directly, "the same as you."

"Can't you learn to eat from others?"

Holley shouted at him.

Ron just sat there, shook his head and smiled, "don't forget the note."

"What's the note?"

Holley was stunned when she heard this.

"I said, make a note of no spicy and no sliced scallion." Ron slowed down and repeated.

Holley did as he ordered. After she confirmed the order, she gave the phone to Ron and said, "pay the bill. But when do you change your taste? Don't you eat all the dishes?"

"Who knows which kind of restaurant made the food? The two pieces are different. What if they make it wrong, what will you eat?"

He paid the bill and gave the phone back to the little woman.

After putting down the computer, he stood up and walked straight into the bathroom, leaving Holley standing there in a trance, thinking of what he had just said.