Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 343

"Assistant Harry, how long before the meeting ends?"

Violet inquired.

"About half an hour to go."

Harry looked at the time and returned.

Half an hour to go!

Violet thought about it and said, "Assistant Harry, then I'll go pick up Erin first and come back when I do."

"Miss Elliott, why don't I go get Erin for you. mr. Johnson might be out soon."

Harry said in a rush.

"So? That's fine."

Violet looked at Harry's somewhat anxious look and finally nodded.

He seems to be afraid that he will not return once he is gone?

"Miss Elliott, I'm going to go now then."

Harry spoke as if relieved.

"Good."

Violet answered, watched Harry turn to leave, thought of yesterday's incident, and hastily asked, "By the way Assistant Harry, yesterday, did you go to Azure Club?" Hearing these words, Harry's footsteps lurched and his fingers unconsciously tugged tight.

He steadied himself and looked back with a calm face, "No. What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay, I probably misread it."

Violet looked at his calm face and spat out.

She didn't really see it, so she was probably really overthinking it.

"I'll go first, then."

Harry said, then turned and struck off.

The woman's figure flashed in his mind, he forced down the anger in his eyes, replaced by a trace of guilt.

People will sometimes experience dilemmas.

I can only say sorry to one party.

In the office, Violet thought about it, went to make a cup of coffee and washed a little fruit.

Even if she wanted to thank Louis, she couldn't seem to do much about it.

Not long after, Louis came back from the meeting.

He visibly froze when he saw Violet.

Violet is fiddling with the potted plants in her office.

The corners of her mouth curved up into a smile arc, a strand of hair hanging mischievously in her ears, the sun shining through the glass on her body, looking extraordinarily quiet and breezy. Let people have a kind of years of quiet immediate sense.

The corners of Louis' mouth involuntarily curled up.

Violet heard the movement and she straightened up in a hurry.

"Mr. Johnson."

Louis collected his eyes and strutted over to his desk, his demeanor returning to bemusement.

"Something?"

"Nothing major, just came to thank you for your help yesterday, and by the way, did you replace that Greyson yet?"

Violet could not say she was swindled by Harry and found a proper reason.

"Haven't found the guy yet."

Louis sat down in the executive chair, gave Violet a deep look and returned.

She's here to thank him?

The sun really came out of the west.

"I've made you a cup of coffee, try it."

Violet pursed her lips and brought Louis a cup of coffee.

Louis' eyes twitched as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Does it taste okay?" Violet tried.

"It's a little bitter."

Louis put his coffee cup down and pressed a smile to the corner of his mouth.

She made him coffee herself?

And really came to thank him?

"Sorry, so why don't I go make you a new cup?"

"It's not necessary, just have an orange."

The coffee wasn't bitter, but since she had come to thank him, he had to replace a reason to let her serve herself.

Louis opened the file and began to approve it.