My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)
Chapter 345

Chapter 345

At this moment, Kenneth stood by the bright floor-to-ceiling window, showcasing his tall height and long legs. He had taken off his black suit and was now wearing a white shirt and black trousers - a classic and stylish combination. As a natural clothes hanger, the neon lights of the bustling city outside reflected on his handsome face, oozing a mature and handsome charm.

With one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone, Kenneth's beautiful eyes focused on the device, as he murmured, "Let's put that aside for now."

Cole placed the coffee on the desk and hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Lucero, if you want to call Mrs. Lucero, go ahead. It's already late, and she must have gone home by now."

Cole saw that his boss had opened Line and was pondering over it, but he hadn't sent a single word yet. Mrs. Lucero was the only contact on his boss' Line.

During the meeting just now, Mr. Lucero was scrolling through Twitter. Cole had been following this man for six years, and he noticed the changes. Things he'd never done before, like using Line, scrolling through Twitter, donating to live streamers... He could feel that Mr. Lucero was changing for the sake of Mrs. Lucero.

Cole wasn't sure if he was thinking correctly or not, as Mr. Lucero was someone who was powerful and could achieve anything in the business world. However, since meeting Mrs. Lucero, Mr. Lucero had been showing a bit of caution unintentionally. When Mrs. Lucero needed some freedom in her work, Mr. Lucero kept quiet. When she mentioned that something was not allowed, Mr. Lucero dialed down his sharpness and became more obedient. Mr. Lucero was always trying hard when it came to Mrs. Lucero, trying to please her and get closer to her.

Kenneth put his phone away and looked at the neon lights outside, his deep and magnetic voice saying, "She's obedient. She'll come back. Calling her would be like checking up on her, and I don't want to force her too much. I've heard that men like that are quite annoying."

Cole brought the coffee over and said, "Mr. Lucero, why do you think like that? Checking up on your spouse and getting jealous are both normal. And sometimes, we like to overthink things. Regarding the photos that were leaked on Twitter today...I saw Mrs. Lucero yank Mr. Tyrone's arm. If you want to ask about it, you can."

"Oh, really?"

Kenneth knew that he really wanted to call her back, preferably right away, and also wanted her to explain why she yanked Tyrone, knowing that he would be upset.

But he didn't do it.

He sat quietly like nothing was wrong, ending a meeting. Even though his ears still echoed with Jenna's words asking him to let go and let the talented couple (who met two years ago in Faykarta) be together, and even though there was a raging fire burning in his chest of jealousy, resentment, suspicion, and gloominess...

He didn't show anything. He suppressed all the turbulence in his heart and tried to make himself look...like a normal person.

Kenneth's thin lips curved into a shallow arc, and he spoke in a low voice, "She has always made me believe in her. I am trying my best, so I believe that she has no problems."

The financial meeting was held in Mr. Lucero's office, and Kenneth finished smoking two cigarettes and then sat in the main seat. The financial director handed over the report, and Kenneth quickly flipped through it before curling his fingers and pounding the table twice with a sharp and powerful "thud." "Is this what you've made?" he asked.

The financial director looked aggrieved, as Kenneth had only given him ten minutes to prepare the report, and it wasn't easy to put it together.

Kenneth raised his hand, and a report was thrown into the air, with sheets of paper fluttering everywhere. "Go and do it again until you can produce something that satisfies me!" he said.

As soon as he finished his words, the entire office fell into a bizarre and oppressive silence. Everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at the man in the main seat, who was brooding with dark clouds or his face.

Suddenly, "click" - the door to the office's rest area opened, and a delicate hand reacheed over, clinging to the wall. Then, a small face the size of a palm quietly peeked out from behind the door frame, revealing a pair of black and clear eyes peering towards the meeting table.

All eyes were now fixated on this scene. Who could it be? How did this person end up inMr. Lucero's private rest area?

Kenneth, hearing the commotion, turned his head and met Arabella's gaze - her eyes were spirited and a little timid, as though she was probing him.