Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1030

"Why is Her Majesty dressed like an enchantress today?" Jay heard the employees talking about the she -devil.

A hint of suspicion filled his eyes. The she-devil had never worn a skirt before?

It turned out that she really was a tomboy.

At this time, a new employee stood up and suggested." Your Majesty, can we add spices to the dishes?"

Angeline raised her eyebrows and was just about to let out a lioness roar when she caught sight of Jay standing in the corner. She quickly reminded herself to stay demure and composed.

Angeline smiled softly and adorably, but even so, it was a soft smile that carried a sharp edge. The words that came out of her mouth were blunt and ruthless." Yesterday I went to visit our next-door film company and I realized that we have a huge problem here in Grand Asia."

The employees were instantly on tenterhooks. Grand Asia served as a benchmark for corporations and a model in the industry, hence if there was a problem in Grand Asia, no matter how major or minor, it would still be a glitch that could not be tolerated.

Even Grayson looked serious now.

Angeline looked as though she was having trouble breathing. Just as the employees were burning with anxiety waiting for her to continue, she put on a look of admiration and praised all the employees at the film company next door. "Each and every one of the employees next door has a pleasant and enchanting appearance. Now when I look at all of you, I see your faces looking like Grinch with your listless dead panda eyes. It's just like I'm rushing to a funeral. Can you at least make me proud?"

The employees were rendered speechless.

"But Your Majesty, what does this have anything to do with the kitchen not preparing spicy dishes?" Engineers were known for their straightforward personality.

Hence, with twists and bends, Angeline retorted," You'll get angry easily if you take peppers all the time and anger leads to constipation, constipation leads to acne, and acne affects the image of Grand Asia. Grand Asia's slogan is to strive first for everything, so it doesn't make sense for us to lose to that eggshell of a company, right?"

The employees were probably convinced by the president's theory as every one of them started wearing a dazed expression. They were speechless.

"Crazy."

In the quiet restaurant, a deep, magnetic, and mellow voice was heard.

Everyone turned to the source of the voice and saw Jay staring provocatively at the queen with his devastatingly charming face.

At the sight of both presidents staring at each other with mutual hostility, the employees softened their breathing and focused their attention on them. They cocked their ears to listen to what these two had to say next.

They were all making furtive guesses. When Jay, the iceberg of a president, met Angelina, the charismatic queen, who would be the winner, they wondered?

The beautiful voice chimed once more. "The film company employees' appearances are their source of income. Is that what you want for Grand Asia too?"

Jay, the iceberg president, had won against the gorgeous president flawlessly.

Angeline's face was beyond clouded.

All of a sudden, she felt like her enthusiasm had been fed to the dogs.

She was doing all this only because she was worried about his stomach.

She stood there wearing a blank look on her face as her cheeks puffed up with anger.

Then, she turned around and left.

Zayne, her entourage, quickly called out to her. "Hey, Your Majesty, aren't you going to eat?"

Angeline said angrily, "I've lost my appetite."

Jay,"..."

He seemed to have crossed the line for embarrassing her in public!

After all, women liked to look good in front of others.

He stood up in silence and went to the cafeteria to grab a lunch box before walking out with a sullen look on his face. The president's office.

Angeline was sprawled out on the desk with her face buried, looking like a green onion that was placed upside down in the soil.

When Jay knocked on the door and came in, Angeline said weakly, "This person is dead. If anything, please call a psychic medium."

A faint smile emanated from Jay's icy soul.

He walked to the desk and pushed the box lunch to her.

Angeline smelled the fragrance of vegetables. Her hand that had passed through her black hair looked just like the Plants vs. Zombies' zombie hand. She was even humming a dirge for herself. "I'm not eating. I'm utterly devastated by his words."

Without even lifting her head to see who the person was, she began blabbering away.