Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando)
Chapter 201 Sense of Inferiority

Chapter 201 Sense of Inferiority

Orlando looked around, picked up a disposable paper cup, and filled it with water.

Seeing this, Josh somehow felt he and the cheap paper cup were not matched. His hand should have held a goblet with red wine.

This space seemed to be divided into two.

Since Orlando had come in, he had attracted everyone's attention.

The two people in the corner thought the same and felt inferior.

Orlando's movements were unhurried and calm. But he had never used such a paper cup before. When he put it to his lips, he scented a strange smell. So, he slightly frowned and gave up drinking the water. After he politely nodded to the two stunned people as a greeting, he returned to the conference room with the water.

The male employee beside Josh patted his shoulder and asked in surprise, "Who is he? He has an aggressive aura. Our president doesn't look like this."

Josh snorted, "I saw our president bow and scrape before him. I don't know who he is. I've never seen him before. You may replace him in financial newspapers."

After they complained about the management for a while, they returned to their desks to work.

When Orlando returned to his seat with the paper cup, everyone else in the conference room fell silent.

The president of Valenworth Company quickly stood up in panic and said, "Mr. Fletcher, I'm sorry for the poor treat."

After he winked at his assistant, the latter quickly picked up a sterilized glass and poured a glass of water for Orlando. But Orlando didn't take a sip while listening to them discuss the project. When the meeting ended, everyone shook hands.

Orlando walked at the front, followed by Zane. Then, a group of people walked out of the building accompanied by the senior executives of Valenworth Company.

After getting in the car, Orlando remained silent.

Zane was driving the car. He secretly glanced at Orlando in the rearview mirror and felt weird today. He could not tell what was wrong with him but knew he was not in a good mood. When Orlando expressionlessly read the document on his lap, as usual, he looked careful.

After Penny returned to Rose Residence, she rested for a while. Then, a partner who had canceled the order called her and said they would revoke the cancellation.

She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to rub her eyebrows. Thinking of the injuries to Orlando's back, she somehow felt she should talk with Rex about it.

She understood his desire to have a great-grandson. But he should not have punished Orlando before replaceing out the truth. Besides, she knew it was because Orlando cared about Rex's health that he would tolerate their marriage.

When Penny was about to call Rex at seven in the evening, Anika called her and said Rex had sent gifts to Hills Villa again.

At the thought of Orlando's injuries, Penny instantly understood Rex was trying to compensate her. So, she felt helpless and amused.

After hanging up the phone, she gave up calling Rex. After all, he thought he had adequately settled the matter. He was a man of keen intellect. If she brought up the topic, he would know she had known. And things would become more complicated.

It would be OK if she had decided to reveal her identity. But she had decided to hide it. Once she called Rex, he would ask them to meet him. If she failed to hide it, the consequences would be disastrous. Penny turned on her computer and googled the best scar-removing ointment. At the thought of the overlapping injuries, she felt a little guilty. She placed an order and hired a courier to deliver it to the hotel where Orlando was staying.

When Orlando heard a knock on the door, he thought it was Zane. But after he opened the door, the lobby manager outside said, "Mr. Fletcher, a courier delivered this to you."

There was a sales slip on the package. Orlando took the bag over and closed the door. Another knock was on the door when he was about to read the sales slip. He thought it was the manager again. But when he opened the door, he saw a seemingly weak woman pitifully looking at him.

In a thin dress, Lana said with a flushed face, "Mr. Fletcher."