Chapter 43 Who Owed Who

When Jay heard Doris' words, Jay moved his eyelids and twitched the corners of his lips, but still didn't open his eyes.

'I'm starting to think that I owed you something in my previous life. Since we met, I was wet with water and lost one hundred million. Then, my little soldier became badly injured,' Jay complained in his mind.

But no one truly knew who owed who.

And fate had a way of playing games with people who were destined to meet.

Doris lazily went to the kitchen and looked for something to eat, but found none. She saw a box of instant noodles and immediately opened it and went ahead and cooked two packs of it.

When the noodles were cooked, she took the food to the bedroom.

"Open your eyes and eat some of this if you don't want to starve to death," Doris said as she placed the bowl of steaming hot noodles on the nightstand near the bed.

Jay had been awake for some time and he heard Doris nagging while she cooked the noodles in the kitchen. It was the first time that he enjoyed listening to the sound of a woman's chatter.

He thought that if only Doris was not so sharp tongued, he would feel much better.

"Can't you be a bit gentler, Doris? A bit more lady-like, perhaps?" Jay asked as he moved his body to a sitting position.

"I have cooked noodles for you, and yo

He immediately left, closing the door after him. After Hiram had left, Charles paced restlessly inside his office.

Charles' secretary noticed that he had not left to go to his private cafeteria, so, she decided to walk into his office and ask him. "Mr. Fu, for lunch..." the secretary said, but before she could finish, Charles interrupted her immediately.

"No, I'm good. Thank you," Charles replied.

"And those people... ...I mean, the managers at the hallway? What about them? Shall I tell them to have lunch?"

asked Viola tentatively.

But it was way past lunchtime, and the managers were left standing in the hallway, clueless with what to do and were all starving.

Thus, a bold senior manager approached Viola and asked her if they could have their lunch.

Viola prepared herself to be scolded before she agreed and decided to walk into Charles' office.

"They?" Charles asked puzzled, but he immediately realized what Viola was talking about. "Those idiots! Who told them to just stand there? Get them out of there!" Charles exclaimed.

"Yes, sir! I'll ask them to leave right away!" Viola replied nervously. She felt so frightened that sweat immediately formed on her forehead. She quickly stepped out of Charles' office and waved to the managers. She beckoned them to leave immediately.