With the studio’s new product launch looming, Blanca Roach is busy with the new designs in addition to taking care of Alice.
She had just finished the first draft of a design when the phone call from the receptionist outside was answered.
“President Roach, there is someone outside to see you.”
“No appointment.”
“But, the man says his name is Paddy and he’s a friend of yours.”
Blanca Roach paused for a moment as she flipped through the designs, then reacted to who it was and hastily changed her tone.
“Ask him to come in, to my office.”
After a while, there were a few knocks on the door of the office, and Paddy half leaned against the door frame with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
“I didn’t expect that the little girl who loved to scribble and draw would become President Roach now.”
“Aren’t you too, President Paddy.”
Blanca Roach pursed a smile and pressed her assistant’s phone outside, “Send in a cup of coffee.”
“No need.” Paddy took out the car keys in his hand and shook them, his tone gentle, “Is it convenient to go out and sit down for a while? My treat, let’s have a good chat.”
The last time they were at the party for various reasons, the two of them really didn’t talk much.
Blanca Roach put together the design at hand, took the bag behind her back and got up.
“Okay, let’s go sit down.”
The two of them went out of the studio together, not noticing that an employee in the corner silently pulled out a cell phone pointed at the two of them.
Paddy picked a fairly elegant cafe and the two of them sat by the window.
“What are you drinking?”
“Whatever you want, I’m not very picky.”
Blanca Roach handed the menu back to the waiter, took out her phone and sent a text message to Matthew Grant, asking him not to pick her up that early today.
But by the time the coffee was up, the phone hadn’t lit up a bit.
Blanca Roach frowned and stared at the phone and took a sip of coffee, only to be bitterly spat out on her tongue.
“Why are you in such a hurry? This coffee hasn’t even put sugar in it.”
Paddy’s mouth was strange, but his eyes were doting, and he raised his hand to add sugar and milk in it, and looked down at her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just lost in thought for a moment.”
Blanca Roach waved her hand, hiding the doubt in her eyes, and put her phone away in her bag.
The message had been sent anyway, and Matthew Grant could probably see it, except that usually he basically returned her messages in seconds, so maybe this time he might have been in a meeting.
Paddy glanced at her expression, the emotions under his eyes shifted, and his tone was slightly lost.
“I haven’t seen you for so many years, I think you seem to have changed a lot.”
“Really? Brother Paddy also looks more stable than before, and just seems like a person who is worth relying on.”
Blanca Roach smiled coquettishly, took a sip of coffee, and cleverly skirted the topic.
After all, it is not appropriate to talk about such a heavy topic right away after not seeing each other for so many years.
Paddy also responded with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, stirring the coffee in front of him, his tone relaxed.
“I just saw that you are very busy, what is the design?”
“Not much, just preparing for next season’s new product launch, so I’m a bit busy.”
“Indeed, then you …”
Before he could finish his words, a conversational voice came from the doorway.
“Matthew, where do you want to sit?”
Shelly ruffled her hair on the side of her ear and looked at Matthew Grant with a smile.
But Matthew Grant didn’t seem to eat her, his eyes didn’t contain a trace of emotion, and he stared off to the side.
“Whatever, I’m in a hurry, I’ll leave when you’re done.”