The holidays passed quickly, and Joshua was disappointed that his relationship with Hazel had not advanced to the next level.
Fortunately, their relationship had improved and became stable. He could feel Hazel's attachment to him.
After breakfast, Hazel was about to leave to get her bus at the nearby stop.
"Wait." Joshua stopped her.
He reminded her helplessly, "Hazel, did you forget you had a car?"
It was because Hazel wasn't willing to get in his car, and he couldn't stand the thought of her taking a crowded bus that he found a way to give her a car.
Hazel was in a daze, she really forgot about it.
"But... Is it a bit of an exaggeration for a secretary to drive to work?" She hesitated for a moment.
"It depends on whose secretary it is," he said softly. "You're my secretary. My secretary is not that poor."
She was speechless, then she laughed. "All right, Mr. President, you are awesome. Do you need me to hug, kiss, and pick you up?"
Joshua was a little surprised. He didn't understand Hazel's words, but he very quickly said, "Yes."
She didn't expect that she would shoot herself in the foot. Pretending not to hear him, she walked toward the garage.
"Hazel Crowe," he said solemnly, grabbing her wrist, "I want you to hug, kiss, and pick me up."
How could he be so adorable?! Looking at his sincere face, Hazel was moved.
She said with a straight face, trying to resist the urge in her heart. "Stop that now, Mr. President, I can't pick you up."
"What about this?" Joshua chuckled. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her in the air.
She cried out and put her hand on his shoulder. She could not help but chuckle when she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Put me down…" she said, blushing.
He gave her a slight smile and spun her around before he put her down.
Her heart was so full of sweetness that she didn't reject him again, leaving him to kiss and hug her.
After satisfying him with more kisses, Hazel drove to Denmark Group.
Joshua followed her in his car, and she didn't refuse. After all, if she did, he would definitely have plenty of reasons why she shouldn't refuse him.
The secretary's office was busy all morning, Hazel barely had time to take a break. Joshua was in a meeting with another company but forgot to send a doc.u.ment, with everyone else being so busy, Hazel volunteered to send it, Joshua nodded in appreciation.
Hazel was about to leave when Jaxzon ran after her.
"Miss Crowe," Jaxzon stopped her. "The President asked me to tell you to wait for him and go home with him after the meeting."
"All right." She nodded her head. She was a subordinate, so of course, she would obey him.
After taking Hazel to the lounge, Jaxzon returned to the conference room. Hazel was waiting for Joshua when her phone suddenly rang.
She couldn't help frowning as she looked at the strange number. Having hesitated for a bit, she finally answered the phone.
"Hazel, let's meet." Vanessa's voice came from the other end.
Hazel was powerless. Sure enough, Vanessa didn't want to let her go, she was becoming obsessed.
"I don't think we need to meet," Hazel said coldly. "After all, we don't know each other, and there's nothing to say."
Vanessa said, "It's about Joshua…"
"Then we have nothing to say," Hazel interrupted calmly. "If I want to know something about him, I'll ask him myself. As for what I don't want to know, you don't have to tell me.
"Hazel, why do you want to hide behind Joshua?!" Vanessa cried out, irritated. "Do you think you can solve problems by hiding from me?!"
Hazel's eyebrows were slightly raised.
Vanessa certainly wouldn't give up and would definitely find another opportunity to meet with her if she didn't agree to talk with her.
Maybe she should meet her, even if it was only to let Vanessa know her attitude that she would never leave Joshua simply because of her words.
"Okay," said Hazel as she noticed there was still a little time before Joshua finished the meeting. "I can meet you, but you must guarantee you will leave me alone if you cannot drive a wedge between Joshua and me."
Vanessa was so irritated that she clenched her teeth. Hazel said straight out that she would try to drive a wedge between them.
Vanessa took a few deep breaths, holding back her anger. Hazel was just a little girl who only cared about love, she knew she could easily deal with her kind. The more a woman who considered love a priority and was willing to give everything for love, the easier she could be dealt with.
The appointed meeting place was at a tea shop near Denmark Group offices.
Hazel arrived first and ordered a cup of tea. When Vanessa arrived, she sat across from her, Hazel gave her a distant look. Vanessa looked aggressive, but Hazel did not really care.
"Hazel, you love Joshua very much, don't you?" Vanessa said in a deep voice.
"Not really," Hazel said seriously, tilting her head. "I don't have any hard feelings. I like him, but I don't love him enough."
Vanessa suddenly felt she couldn't continue this topic anymore. Hazel wasn't acting predictably at all, at this point, she should have been saying how they truly loved each other and ask her not to break them up.
"So, you don't love him at all?" Vanessa came back to her senses and said angrily.
"You have such an unusual understanding…" Hazel put one hand on her forehead, looking up at Vanessa helplessly. "Let's skip the small talk of the holidays. What is your reason for me leave Joshua this time?"
Vanessa was choked and speechless, her heart was full of resentment.
She didn't have any contact with Hazel before, did she underestimate her? She didn't even hesitate to say what she was thinking.
Hazel waited for a long time, but Vanessa still said nothing, she just continued to change her expression while she was deep in thought.
Hazel couldn't help but say, "You are so mad at me that you forgot what you intended to say, aren't you?"
Vanessa was really pissed off. How could Hazel Crowe act this way?!
"Think carefully about it," Hazel urged. "I don't think we want to be spending any longer with each other than we need to. Let's talk this over as clearly as possible. Can I remind you? Generally speaking, you have to take out a check or something and then use the money to insult me and ask me to leave, don't you?"