Chapter 54 Who Was Pestering Me

As soon as Charles walked in the canteen, the barrage of questions came in.

"What is boss doing here?"

"I don't know. Is he here because of me?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself!"

Celine was having lunch with several women from the design department. When she saw Charles walk into the canteen, she raised her eyebrows.

"Celine, I heard that you've known Mr. Wen for a long time," said Linda. "Is he here because of you?"

"Oh my God! Mr. Wen is a golden bachelor. You're so lucky, Celine!" another woman teased.

Celine was proud of herself but she didn't show it on her face. "Mr. Wen and I are just friends and besides, I like someone else," she explained.

"Who do you like? Is it someone even better than Mr. Wen?"

"Yeah, tell us! I can't believe you're so lucky to have such a blooming love life and career!"

"Mr. Wen is walking towards us! Stop talking!"

"He's coming! He is here!"

Just then, Charles stood in front of them. When he saw Celine and the rest eating, he stopped and greeted them. "How's lunch? Oh, Celine, didn't you just get back from abroad? How are you?"

"Not bad." Celine merely nodded slightly. "What could you be doing in the staff canteen? Would you like to eat? Unfortunately, we don't have any seats left here."

The corners of Charles' mouth lifted. He looked at the direction where Fiona was sitting and then quickly shifted his gaze. "I'm also a member of the company. Can't I come here? There are other seats available elsewhere. You ladies enjoy your meal. I'm leaving now."

After saying this, he nodded slightly and left in ease, leaving Celine in shock.

"Mr. Wen is so handsome!"

"I thought Mr. Wen was looking for Celine. But it seems I was wrong. Who's he looking for then?"

All the staff fixed their eyes on Charles. They then saw him heading towards where Sophia and Fiona were.

With her back to Charles, Sophia frowned as she held up her chopsticks. "Fiona, I feel something bad coming."

"Well..." Fiona raised her head and looked directly into Charles' eyes. Before she could say anything, he had already walked up to them.

"Sophia," Charles called out with a smile. "Why did you call my father instead of me? Have you forgotten me already?"

"No, no, no!" Hearing this, Sophia stood up at once. The frown on her face immediately disappeared. She drew closer to Charles and in a sweet voice, she said, "How's that possible? I was worried that you were the one who'd forgotten me."

Charles chuckled and looked at Fiona. "I haven't eaten either. Do you mind me sitting next to you?"

"Of course not!" Sophia immediately answered. "Come on, Charles. Have a seat. I'll go get you some food."

"Thank you, Sophia." Charles then sat down.

Sophia went off to get some food for Charles. Meanwhile, Fiona was so anxious t

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"Are you familiar with Fiona?" Celine blurted out. "You seemed to be having a good time with her earlier."

"So what? Are you jealous?" Standing in front of the desk, Charles leaned forward and smiled knowingly at Celine.

Turning her head away, she sprang to her feet in an attempt to dodge him.

With a mocking smile, Charles said, "You've been ignoring me since you came back from abroad. How do you think I feel about that?"

"Charles! What do you mean?" Eyes widened, Celine glared at Charles.

He suddenly reached out his arm and pulled her close to him. Then he whispered in her ear, "Is your memory that short? Who was pestering me for the past few years? Who wanted to get into bed with me? Have you already forgotten those wonderful nights we spent together?"

After a long while, Celine stammered, "But I... We agreed to forget about it once we came back from abroad."

"Yes, we did." Charles casually nodded his head. "I know you want to get back together with Spencer. Do as you like. Do you really think I care about you? He can have the woman I dumped. I look forward to seeing how that turns out for him." With that, he pushed Celine away from him and casually fixed his sleeves. "You better not come running to me for help."

Suddenly, Celine felt as if her legs had turned to jelly, her face deathly pale. Leaning against the back of her chair, she said in a trembling voice, "I won't... Spencer and I will be together. But you can't tell anyone what happened between us! Don't tell anyone!"

"Who do you think you are? You don't deserve to be linked to me." Charles raised his eyes, turned around, and headed to the door. "Even if you want to get into my bed in the future, you will have no chance. I hope Spencer can satisfy you."

Bang!

The door was slammed shut. Celine slumped into her chair, unable to regain her composure.