After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 806 Would You Be My Boyfriend?

Chapter 806 Would You Be My Boyfriend?

Susan hurried to get breakfast and went to work.

She always set her alarm just right to get her to work on time. This time, it took her a little longer from Hannah's home, so she was almost late.

She didn't know since when she began to take being late as a sin.

She opened the elevator just as it was about to close and rushed into it.

As soon as she walked in, she stopped.

The man in the elevator was Manuel.

He always went to work early. She felt it was quite strange.

When she saw him, she pretended to be very calm and greeted him, "Good morning, Mr Johnson."

"Good morning." Manuel nodded and kept his distance from her. He treated her with respect just like anybody else in the company.

Then there was an awkward silence.

Susan looked at the elevator screen. She was nervous every time she met Manuel, not to mention she was alone with him in a narrow space at this time. She even felt like her heart was about to jump out.

So she thought, in the future, she would rather take the next elevator than spend time alone with him in the elevator. She was afraid of having heart problems. "Haven't you eaten yet?" Manuel suddenly opened his mouth and took a look at her hand holding the breakfast.

"No," Susan said. She was used to buying breakfast outside.

Then she asked, "What about you?" The minute she asked him, she started to regret it.

He was self-disciplined and he must have had his breakfast. Perhaps he had worked out this morning.

"Me neither," Manuel answered.

Susan was stunned and she looked at him with doubt.

"I woke up a bit late today and didn't have time for breakfast." Manuel seemed to be explaining.

"Right," Susan nodded, and then she said, "Do you want some?" And she regretted asking again.

She bought meat-stuffed buns on a roadside stand; how could he eat that? He always lived a delicate life and hardly ate anything from a roadside stand. Unlike him, she always found street food much better than food in big restaurants.

She loved kebabs and beer on the street in the middle of the night.

"Great," Manuel said.

Her eyes were wide. Did she hear him right? He wanted to eat her breakfast.

"If it was not enough for me, just forget it." Manuel was very calm.

"No, it is ok," Susan hurriedly handed him her breakfast, "There you go, I was just afraid you did not like it."

"But what about you?"

"I'm not hungry." Susan smiled, "Besides, you are my boss, I need to make sure you had it first. Unspoken workplace rules, right?"

Manuel turned his head and smiled.

She knew nothing about unspoken workplace rules.

The elevator arrived just then.

Manuel left first with her breakfast.

Susan was relieved and took a big breath.

Then she felt her stomach empty. She was so hungry.

Susan stepped out of the elevator and walked into her office.

Since she started to work, skipping breakfast was like killing her. But she had given away her breakfast. It was too late to regret it.

So she was trying to immerse herself in her work.

Someone knocked, "Ms Phillips."

"Come in."

The secretary came in, carrying a delicate cake and a cup of warm milk. "Your breakfast."

"You got it for me?" Susan was excited.

No wonder many men would fool around with their secretaries.

She wanted to hug her secretary as well.

"No, it's from the president's office. It should be... Mr Johnson." Said the secretary.

"..." Manuel?

No way. He got her breakfast?

Maybe it was because she gave him breakfast and he wanted to thank her.

Her heart beat fast. She suddenly remembered what Hannah told her yesterday about giving it a try. Should she?

Manuel was showing his nice to her.

The more she thought about it, the faster her heart beat. No big deal, right? She thought she was about to have a heart attack. Susan suddenly stood up.

As soon as the secretary put the breakfast on her desk, she was startled.

"Ms Phillips?"

"Leave it here," Susan said and left the office.

The secretary looked at her back and thought she was still so reckless. She didn't know what would have happened if the president hadn't been there.

She probably had no idea how much work the president had done for her in private during her time as managing director. She was a lucky girl. Susan rushed to his office.

She felt that if she did not pluck up the courage to speak out now, she would never be able to.

She didn't hesitate. She didn't even knock and she opened the door of his office.

She stopped before the words on her lips came out.

She saw a woman sitting on the sofa and Manuel sitting beside her.

This woman was eating the breakfast she just gave him.

The two men seemed to be chatting and laughing.

They looked at each other, all silent.

The woman put down the bun, wiped her fingers, and stood up from the sofa, smiling very sweetly, "Ms Phillips, I am Clara Stern, we have met before." Susan frowned. She did not remember her.

"My father had dinner with you at a dinner party once. I came here later. Maybe you were a little drunk at that time and didn't remember me."

Then she knew. She was the daughter of Stephen Stern from the City Hall. She had indeed met her once.

"I remember you." Susan smiled. The date of Manuel, how could she forget her?

What was she doing here?

Clara seemed to see through her and said, "I graduated from college, and at first, I was going to work at the City Hall, but I don't like the fixed work, so I said to my father that I wanted to work in the enterprise. Then I was going to replace a job by myself, but my father called Manuel and wanted me to work here. Today is the first day."

"Is that so?" Susan smiled.

On her first day, she was welcomed by the president.

"Nice to meet you here. Please do not hesitate to give me advice." Clara stretched out her hand and looked very polite.

Susan shook her hand.

She said, "Don't ask me for any advice. I'm afraid I'm a bad example. Ask the president, he was good at anything."

"I will study hard and work hard." Clara was very enthusiastic.

"I won't bother you, then." Susan turned and left.

"Susan." Manuel suddenly stopped her. "Is something wrong?"

What could she say?

To ask him if he would be her boyfriend?

In this case, was that even possible?