After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 807 An Emotional Problem

Chapter 807 An Emotional Problem

Susan looked at him. She smiled and said, "The cake you gave me is not as good as the breakfast I bought."

His face changed a bit.

Clara looked at the bun she had just eaten, "Is this Miss Phillips bought?"

"Yes," Susan nodded and said frankly, "To bribe the boss."

Clara couldn't help smiling, "Really? It tastes so good. When I was in college, I used to take a bus with some friends to eat it before going to school."

Susan smiled and did not say anything.

Clara said again, "I came in a hurry this morning, so I didn't eat breakfast. Manuel gave me this, but I didn't know it was bought by you. I will buy some for you tomorrow morning."

"All right." Susan agreed and acted like she was easygoing. After all, she dared not offend his friends. Maybe this woman would be his wife. Not everyone could touch Manuel's things that easily. Those who had access to his stuff must be close to him.

"Then I'll go." Said Susan. Manuel did not speak and neither did Clara.

Susan left with a wounded heart. She wished so much that Manuel could have waited for her any longer for the breakfast. Her eyes were a little red, but she still had to go. She did not dare to ask him to get back to her. She always thought he was too good for her.

As soon as the door of the office closed, Clara asked, "Manuel, where is my desk? Shall I come over now?"

"Your father told me you majored in administration," Manuel said.

"Right." Clara added, "Graduate school."

"Get an internship in the secretary's office first. The secretary is familiar with many administrative issues of the company, so you can get familiar with the work faster. After your internship, I'll transfer you to the administrative department." Manuel said.

"Okay, thanks," Clara said happily.

"Your father has helped me a lot in the past. If he calls me personally and asks me to help, I will take it to heart. You don't have to thank me." Manuel said bluntly. Clara was unhappy when she heard his words. He meant that he was nice to her because of her father. But her father told her that Manuel was single and their relationship could go further. And her father thought Manuel was on the same page with him. So she had always thought Manuel was different to her.

Manuel pressed the inside line and did not seem to notice her sadness.

"Jade, come in for a moment."

"Yes."

After a while, the secretary came into the office.

"Clara Stern, a new intern in the secretariat office. Please take her with you."

"Yes, sir."

Manuel said to Clara, "Follow Jade and learn from her. Just ask her if you come across anything you don't know."

"Okay," Clara nodded, "I will."

"Well, thank you for the breakfast this morning," Clara said deliberately. She wanted the secretary to know she was different from the others.

"Your stomach was not good. Remember to eat breakfast next time." Manuel said bluntly.

"I'll keep that in mind."

Jade could not help but take a second look at Clara. She wondered what was this woman's relationship with their president. As a secretary, of course, she would not be foolish enough to inquire, but she had some idea in her mind that she should not offend this woman.

"This way, please, Ms Stern."

Clara said thanks and left with Jade. Then Manuel darkened his face, for Susan said his cake didn't taste good. That was a cake getting three Michelin stars. Then he took a look at the breakfast Clara had eaten, and his face turned a little darker.

Susan returned to her office. She was so sad that she wanted to cry. The cake in front of me suddenly didn't smell good. Why did he give her breakfast to anyone else? Why? Jerk! She couldn't help cursing Manuel.

The secretary knocked on the door and entered, "Miss Phillips."

"Yes?" Susan was bending over the desk, heartbroken.

"Is there something wrong?" The secretary looked at her and asked with concern.

"I'm all right. Still alive." Susan said with has no energy.

Her secretary thought Susan was unlike ordinary people. Working for her was pretty hard. She needed to be more careful and double-check a lot of things under the special order of the president, after all, Susan did not understand many things. But she had a good temper, she was very easygoing and treated her subordinates nicely.

"What's wrong?" Susan asked her.

"The department meeting will begin in ten minutes, and the president just called and said he would be there."

She saw that Susan was indifferent and said no more, "I'll remind you later."

"Okay."

"If you are not feeling well, I could go to the pharmacy to get some medicine for you."

"It's no use." Susan shook her head, "It is an emotional problem and can't be solved."

The eloquent secretary was always made speechless by her.

"Take the cake and milk away."

"I thought you wanted to eat it."

"Not anymore."

"But without breakfast..."

"Take it away. I am angry as soon as I see it." Susan urged.

The secretary hurriedly came forward and took it away. Before she left, she was still confirming, "Are you sure?"

"Just take it away, please." Susan was impatient.

The secretary dared not ask any more questions. She took the cake and went out. Looking at such a delicate pastry, she felt it was a pity to throw it away. She thought for a while and she shared it with other friends. And everyone thought it was delicious.

Ten minutes later, Susan went to the conference room, wondering why Manuel was coming. She did not want to see him at the moment. But he was the boss, anyway.

After she sat down, she started without waiting for him. Manuel did come a few minutes late. The people who followed him were not only Jade but also Clara.

Jade did not ask Clara to come, but Clara insisted to be part of the meeting. Since Jade did not know Clara's identity, she did not refuse.

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