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Chapter 221: You Look comfortable to Me
Alva knocked on Ambrose’s door the next morning.
Ambrose opened the door and stood in the doorway, smiling at her. “It’s rare that you ask for me.”
Alva said. “Ambrose, are you going back to Paris in two days?”
Ambrose moved his eyes and nodded. “Yeah, what’s up?”
“I told you I’d be back in about a week, but now I’d like to stay a few more days to finish the accessories.”
Ambrose looked at her, and he thought she was something, but it turned out to be this.
The smile deepened. “Yes.”
Alva said: “You can rest assured that my staying here for a few more days will not affect my work plan.”
“I know.”
She is a conscientious employee and does what she says she will do.
“Thank you, Ambrose.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Then I’ll go to my room.”
Ambrose raised his wrist to check the time and said, “I didn’t eat breakfast. Let’s go have breakfast together.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ambrose, I’ve eaten, and now I’m going to Philip’s factory.”
Ambrose raised his eyebrows. “To the factory?”
“Well, I’m going to study in his factory for two days.”
And then design something better.
“All right, go ahead.”
“HMM.”
Alva left, and Ambrose stood in the doorway, watching her disappear around the corner, shaking his head and
turning to go inside.
Alva really doesn’t have to worry about anything at work.
And he became more and more assured of her, more and more trusting.
He believed in her, that she could do what she wanted to do.
Alva went to the factory, sat down right where she had sat the day before and began to work.
This was at noon, Philip said to take her to dinner.
Knowing that she was coming to learn something today, Philip came shortly after she arrived and has been sitting
beside her teaching her how to make something.
Alva watched the employees walk outside and said, “Are they going
out to eat?”
“No, the food is provided in the factory.”
Alva smiled and said, “I’ll eat in the factory.”
“Save time.”
Philip smiled when she said this. “Well, we’re in the factory.”
She’s busy, he knows.
After eating, Alva went back to the workshop to see what the workers had made.
Philip followed her and explained to her how these things were made, their advantages, and their uses.
Alva took a notebook and wrote it down.
An hour later, she went back to her craft work.
So busy, it’s night again.
H City lights up at night.
Ambrose waited for Uriah in the box of a restaurant.
The two made plans to have dinner together.
He fixed the location on this restaurant.
And this was the restaurant Philip had brought him and Alva to.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe food here is delicious and the view is good.
Ambrose looked out the window at the night scene, picked up his glass, poured a glass of wine, and went to the
balcony railing.
The view is the best from here.
Ta-ta-ta-da
The familiar sound of footsteps.
Ambrose turned and looked at the man who walked in.
Black shirt, black pants, like a born king of the night.
Ambrose laughs, leaning against the railing and lifting his wrist to look at his watch. “Ten minutes late.”
Uriah put his suit jacket on the couch. “You look comfortable to me.”
Not at all annoyed that he was late.
“Yes, the wine, the scenery, the food, do you think I am satisfied?”
Ambrose came in, poured him a glass of wine, and handed him the glass.
Uriah took it, read the letters on the bottle, and said, “You brought wine?”
“Of course.’
You don’t get his good wine here.
Ambrose sat down, extended his hand, and “tasted the authentic food.”
Uriah looked at the food on the table, the wine swaying in his hand.
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