My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 203

It had been a long time since I came to the company. I met a few acquaintances in the stairwell and

greeted them.

As soon as I stepped out from the stairwell, I saw Chloe in a figure-hugging long dress, and her long

hair covered her shoulders. She looked sexy and attractive. Being young in age was such an

advantage, as the young ones were always beautiful no matter if they dressed up or not.

It seemed like she was on her way to send some documents. When she saw me, she smiled politely.

"Hello, Miss Reid. Are you here for Mr. Roberts?" Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I nodded. "It's quite hot today, so I brought everyone some fruit."

She was in a hurry to get into the elevator, so she didn't say much. Eugene, the finance department's

director who was standing by my side, asked when Chloe was out of earshot, "Mrs. Roberts, won't you

worry that such a young lady is working alongside Mr. Roberts?"

Eugene was in her forties, and she held a high position in Roberts Group, which came with

a high salary. Naturally, she could maintain herself well. Rumors were that her husband worked as a

developer, so it could be said that she was in the same social roles as I was —a woman with a wealthy

husband.

I chuckled. Looking at the closed elevator door, I blandly replied to her, "What's there to be worried

about? She's only in her twenties, and she's good- looking. She has a good family background, and

she has a promising future. I don't think she'll risk her future for a married man."

Eugene scoffed, "Those who aren't after money are the worst. At least you can easily get rid of her with

enough money if that's all she wanted. Those who don't care about anything but a man's attention are

really a handful to deal with."

Everyone could tell that Chloe admired Hendrix. For such an outstanding man like Hendrix, it was

normal for people to admire him. That wasn't something I had control over.

I didn't want to continue the conversation with Eugene, I smiled faintly and bid her goodbye, "Well, I'm

going to leave you to your work."

Since Hendrix was in a meeting, there was no point for me going to the top floor. So I went straight to

Josiah's office as he was always free in the company.

I knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response, so I thought he wasn't in.

Just as I was about to leave, the door flew open.

I was startled to see Josiah in his state. He was wearing a wrinkled shirt, and he looked like he hadn't

shaved his beard for a few days. He seemed low-spirited. I walked past him and straight into his office.

Glancing at the piles of paper on the floor, I asked, "What's wrong with you? It's already rare that you've

made yourself look like this. But it's not like you to turn your office like this."

Josiah was a doctor, and he was someone with an excessive need for neatness.

"I'm doing some research!" he replied curtly to me. Then, he sat back down on his chair and immersed

himself in his experiments.

I didn't know much about his research anyway, so I put the washed fruit in front of him. "Monique sent

these to me. Why don't you have some before you carry on with your research?"

His hand paused, and his gaze shifted to the fruit. He frowned and looked at me, "Why did she leave

Ucrebury all of a sudden?"

His reaction had confirmed my thoughts. I glared at him and questioned, "What's going on between

Monique and you?"

"Nothing," He replied. Then he stuffed a few plums into his mouth, and he lowered his head, focused

on his research.

Judging from his responses, Monique probably hadn't told him about her pregnancy.

After a short hesitation, I began, "Doctor Saunders—"

Before I could say anything, Josiah raised his head and interrupted me. He fixed his gaze on my

stomach. "How do you feel recently?"

Knowing that he was asking about the baby, I bobbed my head. "I'm alright."

"Okay then," He pulled out a drawer, took out some tablets, and handed them to me, "Take it once a

day. And remember to eat healthy in frequent but small meals."

Then, he seemed unwilling to talk more as he went back to fiddle with his experiment. Seeing this, I

didn't know if I should continue to discuss his relationship with Monique.

Therefore, I just gave up.

Failing to establish a topic to talk about with Josiah, I didn't wish to stay longer in his office. So I

excused myself and headed to Hendrix's office.

Hendrix had already ended his meeting, but he was still busy. When I arrived at his office, Chloe had

poured him a cup of coffee, and she put it right by his hand. Then she tidied up the scrap papers on his

desk and threw them into the trash can.