NovelOnlineShelly had not thought of that and said, "et it. | don't want to disturb him."
Seeing how polite Shelly was, the receptionist desperately wanted to help her. "Please wait, Ms. Taylor. | will call up to see if Mr.
Tate is busy," the receptionist said and picked up the landline. "Mr. Taylor from Courtney's Cafe brought skimchi for Mr. Tate.
Can you help to ask Mr. Tate if she cane up?"
Shelly felt embarrassed.
She did not want to deliver anything to Hayden at first. However, her mother made sand since Hayden treated both her and
her mother to dinner during the weekend, her mother insisted on returning the favor.
Shelly did not think that a man of Hayden's status would be interested in homemade kimchi, but her mother insisted that it was
thought that counted and that a favor had to be returned.
Sometlater, Hayden's secretary said, "Mr. Tate asked Ms. Taylor toe up."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Okay." The receptionist hung up and smiled at Shelly. "Ms. Taylor, Mr. Tate asked you to go up. Lettake you to his office."
The receptionist warmly escorted Shelly to the elevator doors and pressed the floor button for her.
"After the elevator arrives just look for the office without a nameplate. That's Mr. Tate's office," the receptionist instructed.
"Okay, thank you!" Shelly thanked her, and the elevator doors slowly closed.
In no time, the elevator reached the designated floor, and with a ‘ding, the doors opened.
Hayden's assistant, Eliam, was waiting outside the elevator.
Seeing Shellye out, he immediately greeted her warmly, "Ms. Taylor, I'm Mr. Tate's assistant, Eliam. Please follow me."
Shelly obediently followed Eliam and walked towards Hayden's office.
The entire office area on this floor was pure white, from the walls to the door and window decorations, giving it the appearance of a
Shelly curiously looked around and noticed that each office had a different interior design. It was not as visually striking as the pure
white outside, as working in apletely white space would feel oppressive.
"Ms. Taylor, we've arrived. Please go in!" Eliam smiled and spoke, "Mr. Tate happens to be getting ready for lunch. Hopefully, your
kimchi will suit his tastes."
Shelly felt awkward and smiled without knowing what to say, as he was clueless as to whether Hayden would like the kimchi.
The kimchi her mother made wasn't too sweet, sour, or spicy— it was just right, in her opinion.
After entering the office, Hayden invited her to sit on the sofa. "I won't sit... My mother askedto bring you her homemade
kimchi. Since you treated us to a meal on Saturday, my mother insisted that | bring sfor you. If you don't like it, you can throw
it away. It's okay with me." Shelly handed him the bag.
Hayden took the bag and pulled out the jar.
The jar was clean, and although it had not been opened yet, a delightful aroma wafted from it.
"Have you eaten?" Hayden asked. "I haven't, so why don't you have sfood before you leave? If the kimchi isn't to my taste,
you can eat it."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShelly could not find words to respond because what he said made sense. She did not want to waste the kimchi her mother had
painstakingly made.
"Where will you eat? Here in the office?" Shelly could not see any food in his office.
"This way," Hayden said, holding the jar of kimchi and walking toward a room adjacent to the office.
To her surprise, right next to the office was a resting room that had a bed, a sofa, and a dining table.
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